have you ever marveled at the wisdom of nature?
think for a moment of what beauty comes of the rain. the moss. the lush ferns, young ones budding in harmony with their elders. fungi, the chameleons, surviving the test of time. the river alive, knowing health to depend on the showers. trees coexisting. ivy climbing their trunks. in cloud break, even a rainbow is promised.
there’s something beautifully necessary in the grey days, in what feels cold, dark and damp. the discomfort temporal. what brilliance grows from it. tangible, undeniably mesmerizing purpose.
today, despite the weather, i chose to stop and listen to the song the forest makes with the rain. i watched the river awaken, the leaves dance, the birds find shelter. the harder it rained, the more orchestral the forest’s song.
this made solace of discomfort. i was cold, but i was sensory. i was soaked, but i was cleansed. i was alone, but i was in love.
what then in my life has—will grow when weathered? much. once a desert, i can appreciate the rain. for i grow the moment it arrives. and as all life, i am here to grow. that’s purpose enough, i’m learning.
free write. memoir. june 2019.
Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts: and let him return unto the Lord , and he will have mercy upon him; and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon.
If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.
Children are divine in nature, pure!
Their happiness fades your solitude at the instant!
Stay Happy | Stay Strong
Spread Love | Stop Hate
Link in bio for my book “Devils in Sunday Hats” – God’s pious found their Promised Land in backwater Clemency, AL, where decades pass without change, and dreams go to die. Hypocrites masquerade as saints, thieves as benefactors, and their children pay the price. Levi works a dead-end job to support his churchgoing, alcoholic mother, and wonders why he’s been left behind. Jonah’s going nowhere, held back by long-lost glory days and an inglorious future. But when Levi’s affluent neighbors move back to town and Jonah gets to know the Reverend’s darling daughter, the future’s looking brighter than ever. However, in living a tale of redemption, coming of age and the consequences of abandoned hope, they soon learn that the light at the end of the tunnel isn’t always something to follow. After all, how can one be saved when all the preachers are just devils in Sunday hats?
Photo by @rawbie