We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.
dappled in light...
The illumination that awakens quiet corners...
Sometimes dark corners...
Letting it warm through my bones,
Realigning the paths.
Till they face the light like the childish dandelion.
So called clown flower
Perpetual "perfect"lawn invader.
Brightest bloom on the block.
If there was only one dandelion left on the earth.
I might just say it's the most beautiful flower ever.
Blessings are abundant when I put my ear to the soft earth and listen to the whisper of God deep inside my soul.
"Blessed are the single-hearted, for they shall enjoy much peace. If you refuse to be hurried and pressed, if you stay your soul on God, nothing can keep you from that clearness of spirit which is life and peace. In that stillness you will know what His will is." ~ Amy Carmicheal