This is my view of the morning sky.
Is it not awesome!
As the morning clouds move in and the night clouds move out
in a primeval dance, it brings to mind ancient melodies.
Melodies I have never heard yet they sound in my heart
reminding me of things I do not know.
Today I celebrate those ancient melodies and dances
reminding me that somehow the past is present in this day.
The Daily Post Friday Photo Challenge and Lexa Cain’s
Dance Celebrate the Small Things
When I was young the picture people saw of me was one of fun and eagerness;
projecting the energy of delightful enjoyment of life.
But on the inside I fought a war of ennui and melancholy;
battling the apathy of detachment from everyone and everything.
I have won the war.
The inside and outside are more in tune.
There are no longer great soaring highs or deep bottomless lows.
There are the occasional skirmishes,
times of melancholy and the wish to disengage but they are rare.
If someone were to paint a picture of me today,
it would have mostly soft quiet hues with some strokes of bold color.
Still, overall, there would be a subtle wash of blue.
I am who I am.
I have found a gentle determined peace within.
This post is in response to
Two Shoes Tuesday prompt, inside
The Daily Post prompt, Frame of Mind
Teddy dreaming sweet dreams of toys, food, catnip,
and Mama’s lovin’.