"Any fool can be happy. It takes a man
with real heart to make beauty out of the
stuff that makes us weep."
Clive Barker
In the morning, I try to read something inspirational to prompt insight into the unplanned day before me. I explore the words gifted by Khalil Gibran, Mary Oliver, Mark Nepo, Julia Cameron, and Anne Lamott, to mention a few. Being still, I hold their words in my mind's eye, hoping to be lifted anew.
My heart fills with curiosity, while I wonder where my eyes will roam to suddenly discover a bit of magic. Sometimes the unveiling is immediate, but often times, hours pass before the connection between gifted words and illusive beauty unfold.
When poetic words blend with beauty, a connection transpires. It can be visual like the glistening of the freshly fallen snow or a deep knowing that alters a perception. Beauty is wrapped with heart strings, spotted on a colorful falling leaf on a golden pristine day where the blue sky is a backdrop for tufts of white cloud at play.
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