Pink kisses

Beauty is the sap of my life.
It is as close to a physical manifestation of love as anything I can know.
I find it everywhere.

It fills my lungs and pushes the blood into my heart.
It makes me gasp with dandelion’s breath, it makes me cry loping crocodile tears.
Beauty lifts me out of this particular time to a larger one…
…and yet freezes the second hand on my life’s tick-tock watch. 
How different we all are in this wide world and yet we all have been kissed…
…by its grace.
Pink kisses maybe. Brushed lightly across our forehead.
The touch of creativity’s spark…
Straight into the best of who we ever are.
Cue music…
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45 comments

  1. You were somewhere dancing around the edge of my thoughts while I was writing this, Suze.

  2. Merci Tracey–trying to tempt those far away with the light of Provence…heehee…

  3. You are so lucky to be surrounded by so much beauty, and to have the eye to capture it in such a way that one can feel like being there.
    I feel pink kissed!
    Thanks
    😉

  4. Oh, Heather…
    your photographs are, as usual & predictably enough, beautiful, BUT?…..

    I just read "How different we all are in this wide world and yet we all have been kissed…", and I thought "Hmmmm…..Heather obviously hasn't seen Susan Boyle's first viral-video."

    Google the you-tube video for "Susan Boyle I had a Dream". Either you're wrong or everyone's favorite, professional, & Simon-Cowell-carefully-crafted underdog is lying through her teeth.

    Advisedly yours as ever,

    david Terry
    http://www.davidterryart.com

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