ENDLESS PILE

 

Pebbles float in the water.

Too many pebbles to count.

The sea holds mystery for me.

It offers freedom from the grind.

It may hold the answers I seek.

I will join the floating pebbles.

Add one more to the endless pile.

Source:

FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS PART III

adorable

“Oh, hello little animals.

Are you getting married today?”

No answer.

More bells.

One of the animals winks at me,

and then they both fly away.

I’m alone again.

All quiet,

except for those

annoying wedding bells.

The ground begins to shake.

Snow falls off the branches.

I look down and see a hole.

abyss

Is that for me?

I feel a hard push,

and then I’m falling.

Falling down this dark abyss.

What’s at the bottom?

Will I make it to the bottom?

Will I live to tell the tale?

Continued tomorrow.

NEVER GIVE UP

never give up

Never give up.

Keep your head up high,

little one.

Keep on fighting.

No matter how hard, or

how fruitless it may seem.

The road my be long and bumpy.

Full of pot holes and road blocks.

It is worth it.

It is always worth it.

ARE THERE OTHERS?

atraversso:

Flying by Davide Arizzi

What is out there?

Are we all alone

in this universe?

Are there others?

Other life forms

on planets far away.

Looking out at their sky

and asking the same question:

Are there others?

DARE TO EXPLORE THE UNKNOWN

Walk through the door to your imagination.<br /> Endless possibilities and dreams await you.<br /> As endless as the sky and stars above.<br /> Don’t ever limit yourself or your mind.<br /> Dare to explore the unknown.

Walk through the door to your imagination.

Endless possibilities and dreams await you.

As endless as the sky and stars above.

Don’t ever limit yourself or your mind.

Dare to explore the unknown.

HOPE SPRINGS ANEW

nichvlas:</p> <p>Some days feel dark and stormy<br /> with no hope and no end in sight.<br /> The next day, the sun rises<br /> and shows us its cheerful face.<br /> Our hope is renewed like the new day.<br /> We must remember that the<br /> sun rises each and every morning.<br /> And we must rise with it—with hope<br /> in our hearts for new beginnings.

Some days feel dark and stormywith no hope and no end in sight.

The next day, the sun rises

and shows us its cheerful face.

Our hope is renewed like the new day.

We must remember that the

sun rises each and every morning.

And we must rise with it—with hope

in our hearts for new beginnings.

I CHOOSE LIFE

I CHOOSE LIFE

THE MOON HAS ITS OWN UNIQUE BEAUTY.<br /> IT COMES OUT AT NIGHT TO REPLACE THE SUN.<br /> ITS WHITE GLOW SHINES UPON US ALL.<br /> WITHOUT THE MOON, THE NIGHT WOULD BE<br /> DARKER AND SCARIER.<br /> THANK YOU MOON.

THE MOON HAS ITS OWN UNIQUE BEAUTY.
IT COMES OUT AT NIGHT TO REPLACE THE SUN.
ITS WHITE GLOW SHINES UPON US ALL.
WITHOUT THE MOON, THE NIGHT WOULD BE
DARKER AND SCARIER.
THANK YOU MOON.

solarsvstems:</p> <p>(via 500px / Cracking Eclipse by Arild Heitmann)</p> <p>THE BEAUTY OF LIFE AND NATURE<br /> CAN NEVER BE REPLICATED.

solarsvstems:

(via 500px / Cracking Eclipse by Arild Heitmann)

THE BEAUTY OF LIFE AND NATURE
CAN NEVER BE REPLICATED.

  • splendiferoushoney:</p> <p>photo by Marko Stavric</p> <p>Where can our footsteps lead us?<br /> To death?<br /> To walk into the ocean and to say<br /> goodbye to all we know.<br /> Or to life?<br /> To climb the rocks to get a better<br /> look at the ocean and the sky.<br /> I choose the second option.<br /> The first option is way too limited.<br /> Death is the end—the period at the<br /> end of the sentence,<br /> with no more words left to say.<br /> Life, on the other hand, is open and free.<br /> There are endless possibilities to experience<br /> once you choose to live life.<br /> Carry on my wayward son….

splendiferoushoney:

photo by Marko Stavric

Where can our footsteps lead us?
To death?
To walk into the ocean and to say
goodbye to all we know.
Or to life?
To climb the rocks to get a better
look at the ocean and the sky.
I choose the second option.
The first option is way too limited.
Death is the end—the period at the
end of the sentence,
with no more words left to say.
Life, on the other hand, is open and free.
There are endless possibilities to experience
once you choose to live life.
Carry on my wayward son….

splendiferoushoney:</p> <p>by Robert Heeley</p> <p>THE FORCE<br /> THE BEAUTY<br /> THE MAGIC<br /> OF NATURE.<br /> ALL COULD BE FOUND<br /> IN ONE PICTURE.

splendiferoushoney:

by Robert Heeley

THE FORCE
THE BEAUTY
THE MAGIC
OF NATURE.
ALL COULD BE FOUND
IN ONE PICTURE.