Wherever you are, at any moment,

try and find something beautiful.

A face, a line out of a poem,

the clouds out of a window,

some graffiti, a wind farm.

Beauty cleans the mind.

~Matt Haig

where can you I lose myself in this well of beauty?

inquiry for today~ what will you tell yourself?

what beauty tells us…..

In golden light we walk
beneath the slippery elm
and the hackberry tree,
and the air is warm
and thick with the hum
of winged things. If our lives  
are made of a collection
of moments, it thrills me
that we are now all three
made of this: the slant light
of summer, the lavish green,
the thick warm air, our honest
laughter, and the brightness
that gathers to greatness
and flares just before the night.

~Rosemary Wahtola Trommer