Pearls of light
Most things are not what they seem to be, I believe that there is beauty to be found even in the least expected places.There are pearls of wisdom and magic waiting to be found, I hope to be so fortunate to keep sharing them here.
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A BOAT beneath a sunny sky,
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July —
Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear —
Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:
Ever drifting down the stream —
Lingering in the golden gleam —
Life, what is it but a dream?
By Lewis Carroll.
If there is no such thing yet, they should talk to my sister. Somehow she manages to get into situations where the help of others is needed. But she doesn’t ask strangers for help but her mom, siblings or possible knights in white armor. Tonight for example managed to run out of battery in her car, silly thing isn’t it? It definitely would be just a silly thing if this monstrous car wasn’t an electric almost intelligent machine where everything is controlled by a computer that could crash and burn with a lot of energy placed. Oh! The problem, quite an ordeal all for the sake of the of the princess.
Just a thought during tonights ordeal, a bit of sarcastic fun…
Sesame Street: Share It Maybe (by SesameStreet)
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For quite a while I have been searching for things lost in the tempest, things I thought I lost through hard times and rough endings.
I thought I lost myself too, but really, what was lost was my ability too see myself for who I am. The pain, the change, what seemed like a broken life was just that… An appearance.
I have been searching for things I couldn’t see I already had. Everything IS changing and I can agree I love the change and to grow up realizing everything will be fine no matter what happens I know that now and perhaps I have always known: “there is always a way, always”