Coming Back to Simplicity

Wheat fields and fluffy clouds

and tender petalled poppies

as I immerse myself in the simplicity of line, colour and texture

and much more...

Little upright red flowers

playing soldiers in a forest of stalks

and striding to a destination only known to them!

Hold an armful of daisies to your heart

Whisper the name "Marguerite" to their yellow centres

and they will smile back at you.

Swish, swish goes the field of wheat

in the galloping wind as I pass by.

The last of the rapeseed flowers

and layer upon layer of green loveliness

tenderly caressed by a pastel-blue sky above the sea of dancing wheat.

The fragrance of the lilac came upon me on the wind

enchanting me when I followed my nose

to discover its hiding place.

Sweet wild growing forget-me-nots

reminding me of those who no longer journey with me, but who reside in my heart.

A last glance towards the farm

nestled among green fields and overlooking the mountains.

The simplest things are the best

as they remind me of the true values of life -

away from the competitive, often superficial and material side

of our existence.

This is the age of reality shows, social networks

of mobile mania

of being the best at everything

and letting everyone else know!

What happened to life in the slow lane

when just being was enough?

Contentment in the moment

because we are actually living it

and not in a state of preoccupation for past experiences

nor galloping towards some unknown future

which doesn't actually exist,  except in our minds!

How do you get back to simplicity?

Do you have your secrets

that you whisper to the wind?

I do!

A Blue Velvet Cloak

I wrap myself in the blue velvet cloak 

of an early morning sky before sunrise.

The deep blue speaks to all my senses, calm, beautiful

and

full of promise of another new day.

The light reflections in the water glimmer brightly

foraging for treasures beneath the surface.

I hasten my step to get to a place where I can see the lightening sky

without obstacles.

As I approach the spot, the sky is being repainted

in shades of soft yellow and orange tinged with pink.

Tones of blue take over

and the water, not wanting to be left out,

proudly reflects the sky

adding a few ripples which makes the whole scene come alive

like a moving film.

The scene increases in drama

and I hold my breath at the sheer beauty

as the slideshow of the sky seems to accelerate.

Just like me,

two water birds look expectantly towards the horizon

The movements in the water

ondulate to a secret rhythm only known to them.

Far away, golden trumpets announce the arrival of the sun.

The silence is astounding

and the first golden rays of the sun ease themselves over the dip

in the mountains beyond,

creating a pale ribbon of sparkling light across the water.

A small boat slides silently across my line of vision.

I witness the birth of a new day

and I feel a surge of energy grow within me which tingles joyfully

in the tips of my fingers right down to my toes.

I feel renewed.

Sharing my experience of Visual Journaling with you.

If you are interested in learning more,

check out this link HERE

to Kim Manley Ort's website.

Bringing You Blossom!

For friends and followers and new visitors too

Blossoms in May

just for you!

Delicate petals in shades of pink

speaking of tenderness

A confetti of petals beneath the trees

and a special message for the tenth of May!

It's lovely to take a break and it's great to be back!