Awake to the world once again, finally able to see the colors of life once more. the deep hue of love has my imagination and interest for the first time in years. I am not in love and that hurts some. though the faded memories of those now gone causes emotions that ache to the bone. Still i miss the magical moments created by love. The time shared exploring hopes, dreams and goals. the excitement of working together to watch those things materialize the happiness that blossomed when we knew that together it was done. Love so much as been written and thought on the subject. so simple that children are able to do it from the start so complex that lives are destroyed when its gone. Of all the things i now can see love is one i enjoy the most, from seeing examples in nature and in the stores. I have come to understand that it does not complete any thing it only is a completion of what already exist. As i now look around i see so much more. moments,stars,flowers,bugs, sunset's, sky scape's, and rain drops. such simple things forgotten that make life what it is-a gift. every thing has a color that its born into gods own coloring book. t i am learning to see it page by page when i take the time. Today and for a while i am enjoying looking at the shades love and what it does. like the birds who bathe in puddles after the rain, love that is expressed by the grass before dawn lined with dew. love that is seen in dogs as people walk them in the twiligth before retiring for the night.
I am learning to feel love in art and nature as i walk and seek the happiness i found in holding those that are now gone.
the color i most noticed when i was able to see once more.
