Insignificant Things

I love insignificant things.

I love the Winter sunrises, the Spring rains – I love the Summer sunsets & Autumn full Moons.

I love the sounds of thunder in-between the raindrops.

The warm breeze that caress my cheeks and the brisk winds that tangle my hair.

I love Insignificant things.

I love witnessing the flowers blooming in Spring, the melodic sounds of song from my feathered friends.

I love the words we whisper as the waves play with the sand.

I love to watch the leaves dance the tango on the branches as the tree begins the process of rebirth.

I love insignificant things.

I love the flash of lightening popping up like slut magic – out of no where – just so.

I love the smell of fresh dirt right before the rain & the smell of promise soon after.

I love the air for it honors my temple with breath.

I love insignificant things.

I love my mother, I love my father.

I Love the ME their spirits created.

Learn to Love the Insignificant things.