S is here and love her spontaneous bursts of creativity.
Her impromtu etching and coloring of the " Seasons"for me ,brought home the cheer and joy of the changing seasons....
The shift of the seasons spring eternal hope to me and bring so much to look forward to. I have come to beleive in Shelley when he wrote "If Winter comes, can spring be far behind"? .
This transience also tells me whats enduring ..
It is our ability to find joy ..
In the backdrop of all that changes , we always possess the ability to appeciate what's lovely and make peace with what's not. This sense of wonder and connection with all that is around , i think , makes us more empathetic and compassionate .
I have come to cherish the fire of summer and the swish of the monsoons and the gentle warmth and breeze of the interludes.
For I know seasons turn and the kind cloud will be back after a fiery sun ..
Her impromtu etching and coloring of the " Seasons"for me ,brought home the cheer and joy of the changing seasons....
The shift of the seasons spring eternal hope to me and bring so much to look forward to. I have come to beleive in Shelley when he wrote "If Winter comes, can spring be far behind"? .This transience also tells me whats enduring ..
It is our ability to find joy ..
In the backdrop of all that changes , we always possess the ability to appeciate what's lovely and make peace with what's not. This sense of wonder and connection with all that is around , i think , makes us more empathetic and compassionate .
I have come to cherish the fire of summer and the swish of the monsoons and the gentle warmth and breeze of the interludes.
For I know seasons turn and the kind cloud will be back after a fiery sun ..
