Life
What is a beautiful life without sharing?
Thus, share.
Where compassion exploded, an organic soul is showered. Not floating among the clouds (but could be), but a pair of roots humbly and dynamically kissing the soft Earth, leaves ready and receptive of every hue of happiness. Thank God for the sun and the plant with hearts which are able to feel mutually, as one.
What is a beautiful life without love reciprocated?
Thus, love.
Where light exploded, the soft animal displacing itself from the silhouette, not at the center, but at every breathing space, if not all. The brave interior showing up to the world as the sun rises and letting go as it sets each day.
What else is there?