Sunday, April 11, 2010
Sun Hands
I am going to go in search of beauty, this afternoon. I am going to walk these same mundane trails and see the overlooked flowers, the way the birds view the world, the way the leaves move the light. I am going to enjoy each moment, each bold breath. My heart will sit heavy in my chest, saturated with every sacred instant that makes up the day.
The most beautiful colors chase the sun
They wrap her trail in a taunting gesture
That seems to sing out loud,
"this is what you're missing" - Local natives, "sun hands"
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