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


The Get Away Taxi

She stepped out of his life and stepped into a cab. Just like that, she was free. She left all the untruths behind. On her way to open roads, new dreams, and unknown destinations. With less to carry. With more questions than answers. The only thing that was certain is that she would never look back. And that was a great start.

© 2016 magicofwords

taxi cab
Downtown New York City

Stealing Time

If I could steal time, I would go back to that summer day long ago when we spent the morning together, collecting shells of memories, on that far away beach I had walked on as a child. Reminiscing, I thought of you today, of the many mornings I missed, and my eyes turned as blue as the Mediterranean. If I could steal time, I would go back to that summer day long ago and walk with you once more, Father.

© 2016 magicofwords

Mediterranean Sea
The Mediterranean, as I remember it.