Wednesday, October 5, 2016


Folding the day’s worries until they dissolves into night’s mysteries
And for a moment everything
Stands still
For a moment the only thought is

“This is beautiful”

Whether oceanside
Mountain high
Or in the thick of city life
It’s a marvel
Without knowing why you are in awe
It has the power to keep you locked in the NOW
And sometimes that’s all that really makes sense

Sometimes “in the moment” is all that really matters. 

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