Innocence dies on the morrow –
but you don’t need to know that.
The thought of what is to come
would kill you before your time;
you need this night.
You need this moment,
this avenue of secret stillness,
this scented ‘now’ that sweeps away breath
and catches heart in throat to behold.
It is well that
you will have something to hold on to
when innocence dies.
and store up dreams
in girlish pockets,
There has been so much ugly in my world lately that it is time…time to inject some gorgeous! So my musings for April will be about all things beautiful, elegant, excellent, and praiseworthy.
Here is number one:
It is so difficult at times to rise above our circumstances – but if we can conquer negative thoughts, that is a good start!