Life thoughts – Page 3 – Noellie's Place

The Windowsill

Sitting in the windowsill of my bedroom with my knees pulled up to my chin feeling powerless and full of hate

the flutter of your butterfly kisses

Infection and contagion are their life mission

Music plays but I do not hear

Rhythms of the road softly lull

Talk fades into the distance

How blessed am I
To be taught how to hate
but to choose compassion

I need the rivers, lakes and ocean the same as I need air to breathe. It is my religion and faith.

We all need something to reboot our minds and souls, mine happens to be water surrounded by nothing but nature and color

The moon rises as the light fades into darkness, casting shadows and fears of our lurking hidden childhood monsters

My heart does not agree

It breaks at what has been shown

Sometimes you’re the bug and other times you’re the windshield