It was just one of those days when I needed to take some quiet time alone. And what a perfect spring day it was in Jo’burg, SA to do just that. Sitting in the garden is my favourite spot to relax and to reflect on things. I love to listen to the birds singing and to take in the beauty around me; it inspires me in so many ways.
As I was admiring the beauty around me and smelling the scented air, Went popped into my thoughts. I began to wonder how he was, and if life was treating him well. And while I was wondering about Went I sent him waves of love trusting that he’d receive them and that he’s happy.
I wanted to share this poem with you. It’s written by Tyler Knott Gregson which I found very touching.
Some days, to the world,
I feel like
the fake drawers on bathroom cabinets
or the false pockets
on a suit’s vest;
a reasonable addition that looks like it belongs,
but what possible purpose
will I serve?
Some days, to the world,
I feel like
a thunderstorm with too little thunder
and too much rain
and no fathomable idea
what to do with all the lighting
growing inside me.
Some days, to the world,
I feel like
a book with no cover and a title page
that is torn;
I am filled with words
but only those that care to read
will ever understand
what I am about.
~Tyler Knott Gregson~
I’d like to leave you with these words.
“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.”
- Ralph Waldo Emerson -
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