I woke up to the light of the day, the soft dew and gentle rain, having watered the earth, making it push forth and bud. Happy Sunday — at letting the sunshine in

There was such a beautiful gentleness about the morning, the light was soft, the sky almost gray. Until it broke out into a fit of sunshine. I welcome it with unfettered joy, leading me into the open arms of another day. Oh, lead me into temptation, quieting my mind, leading me astray. There is life to be lived. Today.

The only way on earth to multiply happiness is to divide it -Paul Scherer

In a perfect dance with the rhythm of life, we grow and feel encouraged by those around us— at the observation deck of life. The day absolutely belongs to Hive account@c0ff33a and his #SublimeSunday. Where you can post your random thoughts and dreams between the lines of steem. I thank him in advance for this opportunity to throw caution to the wind and let it flow. And today, my Hive account@c0ff33a, that makes you my hero.

Seems like we all have some budding skills and dying talents — at the field of life and living

Oh, the allure of all things lovely. Nature wears such a happy face, always and forever.

Happy are those that rain sunshine down upon another —And yes, you are my sunshine - living at the corner of happiness and sunshine

And just like that, these words are done. I had a most wonderful day and I hope this will be the start of an awesome week! So cast your hooks out to reel in some sunshine and happiness! You know you want to! Have a fabulous day!

Let the sun shine in on your life
So the joy may touch your soul

Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Because of you, I come back to post again and again, I am encouraged by you, for the time you take to visit, comment or even upvote. For all of these reasons, I am eternally grateful. Don't ever forget what a wonderful world we live in, people. Let's hold hands around the globe and make this earth really spin. Some days, it is not as easy to see, how wonderful it really is. Kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.

they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?

i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.

later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,

"everywhere"
"everywhere"
"everywhere"

warsan shire