By @theofficialsadghostclub

By @theofficialsadghostclub

Summery She is cotton candy and postcards, an ode to summer just before the solstice. Her timing is not great but the world turns with or without plans of silly storytellers. There is no worry when you’re laughing. Look how the fern curls, she thinks, all green and cool and soft. A little rain and she is soft too, with thoughts of ancient songs built around stones placed by whim or aliens or giants. Somehow time has woven sunbeams into sugar, hot and sparse like deserts making way for daydreams of castles and roses.

Indian Paintbrush..

#july #bigboy

I might not know much, but this I know to be true:

Doubtless, it will all be okay;

I do not need confusion,

for I already know.

Shepherded, abundance all around;

I do not need greed,

for I have more than I need.

Countless blessings in disguise;

I do not need fear,

for I am too full of gratitude.

Comfort in silence and stillness,

I do not need loneliness;

for how could I possibly be alone.

Love;

that’s what it’s all about,

and I know it’s always within us.