Innocent things

A collection of inspiration … if you need reminders

I love the way water beads atop fallen petals

And the way a plant stretches towards the sun, leaning while it grows.

I love the little side glance a bird will give me, as he peers and questions my every mark and move.

How each time a jumping spider glances with curiosity – they fearlessly arrive to ask who you are.

I love the way a child asks you why, simply to hear the echo of your voice returning to their gleam.

I love the slump at the end of a big day, when your body finally breathes, letting the exhaustion turn to melting change and sleep.

How every piece of bread gives its own unique body. And touching them all to find the softest one on the shelf.

I love how shoes make my feet feel too tight. Like taking off a bra, I can’t wait to take off mine.

I love that the biggest and muscliest of dudes has rarely got a tone to conflict and fight

Yet the tiny – we have a bite as quick as a chihuahua.

I love the way dish suds pop

And the sound of the bin lid swinging back up.

I love looking around

And seeing how sweet a persons smile becomes.

When they take up the room, without even a little realisation – that they make the Earth warm.

I love the way water dances beneath my feet, the drawing pull at the tides around your calves and ankles, making me want to kneel

I love things that make sense

And things that make none at all

But either way curiosity alights

And there’s nothing left but me

And you.

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