over and out

Picture_20180115_221943832It had been a restless night. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The alarm went off at 7AM sharp, but she was already up, getting ready to leave it all behind. Unwillingly.

The suitcase was packed. The closet was empty. She took one last look in the mirror, her reflection staring back at her in disbelief. What now?

Could she have done anything differently, she pondered? She wiped away tears of regret, sadness, and apprehension and tried to compose herself.

And then came the inevitable knock on the door. She was only one taxi ride away from losing the American dream.

© 2018 magicofwords

in the woods

Why is it that the kind of harmony found in nature is hard to achieve among humans? Would it be so difficult to be at peace like the tree is to the flower, the sky to the grass, the sun to the earth? Would it take much effort to stop arguing and just listen to the sound of silence? Would it be inconceivable to end senseless violence and practice kindness? I don’t know the answers, but all I can do is spread a seed and hope that it blooms into awareness.

© 2016 magicofwords