The Space Between In the space between a heartbeat and a breath in the time, midway between a sigh and the teardrop’s fall In the empty space between the fissures of life, stands, I. The essence of my inner being in this moment of nonexistent time disrobes myself of the fabric of this worldly flesh
Oh! What a lofty goal to sit and watch the clouds float by. Taught to always hurry, to go and to do, use your time wisely and you’ll be someone too! But I have no desire to be measured by man, to count my possessions or be judged by professions. Thus, I come to Nature
Sometimes the most special photos that I take are simple things but they are always something that moves me and speaks to my heart… and many times, they are my heart speaking.
Don’t allow the currents of the world to catch you within its grasp. Fight against the flow of busy-ness and take some time to sit along the banks of the stream where you can sit back and watch it all float by, where you can see and appreciate it all for what it is, and
A Quiet Heart 