EvieC

"Don't leave the clouds."
That's what they all say.
But I wonder...
What is so bad about the things that are in the outside world?

However...

The sunrise,
a beautiful thing.
It's as if the horizon is breaking free,
as if it's like the earth and the sun are star-crossed lovers,
always close yet so far apart.
The feeling is ...
like an embrace,

“Hope is the thing with feathers / That perches in the soul, / And sings the tune without the words, / And never stops at all.”

"Hope is a thing with featers."

I sit alone on the wooden shelf that was once made long ago.
Waiting for her to find me again.
Wating for her to play with me again.
I wait.
I wait.
And I wait...
Soon, it looks as another few years had gone by...

You are born.
A shining star full of possibilities,
But also little stars inside of you waiting ...
A voice.
A perspective.
A heart.
Waiting to be found.
Longing to be part of one shining star.
A star that's 

You work on something.

Something that took time.
Hard work.
A different perspective.
Love.
Kindness.
Maybe trust...

You try to show it.