the laws of nature

it's amazing what you wish for. even more amazing when you get it. today the sun shone, the blue skies came, the icicles around my heartstrings melted and just like that, it is summer once again.

i read somewhere that we don't only need to follow our dreams, we also need to have the faith that our dreams are moving towards us. the universe has a beautiful way of responding the minute we begin to crack our hearts open. the moment we begin to recognize the truth in our lives, surrendering to nature is a choice that we can no longer ignore. like stepping into summer's golden light.

it is now night. the sky is filled with stars and they stare at me, all at once warm, distant & unfamiliar. there's a mix of sadness and excitement breathing in the wildest corners of my soul. a dream begins to come alive, a bright new constellation unfolding in my universe.

waiting for summer

Often nature makes difficult things very clear. What feels like confusion is frequently our human refusal to see things for what they are. - Mark Nepo

(image from weheartit)

There are instances when I want time to stand still. Like moments when you're sleeping peacefully, crouched on your side of the bed like a child. Or when your hand weaves around mine perfectly, the way babies snuggle up to their mothers' breasts. I wish I can freeze time indefinitely so that today can extend over many tomorrows and neither one of us have to leave. Then in these moments my heart can rest from its sadness because grief has made its walls grow thin. But even as I write days are moving one after the other and I'm blown across space. Stumbling silently like a tumbleweed, weightless against the wind.

Can you feel it? The light approaching earlier, it feels like the beginning of summer. But the wind's still cold, the evening skies dark with clouds. I know this place, I've been here before. Where I thought I can go back and recapture what time could not. But exactly 1 year after I find myself in the same spot. Where truth is reflected between us, glaring against this starless night.

How can we not see things for what they are? There is no going back. And time will never stand still for any of us.

So the world continues to spin, faster on most days, but slow on nights like this. I wait for the clouds to dissipate, for the stars to come through. For summer's endless blue skies to appear, like a long lost dream.