I will always prefer kind
caring and true
gentle and giving
gracious and honest
those who know boundaries
live with a nod to karma
give from their true heart
follow their dreams
find joy in openness
holy crap vance man… but see that’s what happens when you post and repost things I have already liked once upon a time.
to any of my followers who don’t already follow these people, please do yourself and your brain a favor and go follow. some will woo you, some will teach you things. and others will just make you sit back and with a satisfied feeling of that was awesome.
As we walk waltz skip
is the wind at our back?
Can we make it so?
Bound by confines conditions realities
are we true to ourselves?
Do we feel all we can?
Questions as the new year unfolds.
A day of quiet
the day of the dead
a somber fall back of orange and black
the green grass a backdrop for colors gone duller with sparseness and hues turned contiguous.
And balmy warm air under grey cotton skies
find solace, reflection, and ways to give in
let that heaviness lift off your shoulders again
as the wind picks the leaves off the ground.