I have spent years learning to let go of what I cannot change. Tonight I am not going to write My Thots until I can do that. Perhaps there will be Thots. Perhaps not.
Lennon
The only things that appear capable of countering tonight are Lennon. Those beautiful experiences given to me because of sweetness, innocence and impossibly great hearts.
At a time when the world worships youth and beauty, I have not felt particularly beautiful for quite some time. Yet, in the eyes of love, I have been, and am, beautiful.
To be loved for who I am and what I believe, is to know that my life has not been futile. To look into eyes who see me as light and love is to see myself the way I wish to be. To hear my own words flowing from mouths I adore, is a gift beyond comprehension.
And so I close my eyes and let my mind hold close these moments that fill me better than anything else in the world.
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