In Bloom

There in the darkness of it all
Came light
There in the darkness of it all
Came hope
There in the darkness of it all
Came desire
And in the darkness we will  find
What we are looking for
We will reach for it
And grasp on to it
We will hold it
And not let go
We will do so
Because we are strong
Because we are still
In Bloom

Spring

Yesterday, it was 70 degrees. Right here in our nations capitol. I can not tell you how much this thrilled me. This winter has not been bad, and yet it feels as though it has lasted much longer than it was ever supposed too. I was looking at photos this morning to depict how delighted I am that Spring is finally starting to show it’s lovely face… I took this photo at a botanical gardens park, not too far from our home. It’s really a hidden gem among the somewhat city life we live in. The wonderful surprise about this photo was the little caterpillar that was edging it’s way around the orange petal of this flower. I was so happy about that little caterpillar, and how it decided to pose for me on that beautiful spring day. I love this photo because it is not at all what I thought it would be. Sometimes, I feel as though I need to just trust my own instinct enough to know that even if I don’t see something at first, it is certainly there.

more than a photo

This photo seems as though it was a life time ago. Another place, another time, another me. When I took this photo I still believed in God, in a rather profound and unwavering way, I’d almost call it an arrogant kind of way. When I took this photo I had a set of friends I never though I’d be with out. When I took this photo I thought I knew a lot about life, about how it worked. When I took this photo I thought I knew the direction my life was heading. This bright orange flower in the checkered vase at the time was a moment captured, a seemingly insignificant moment, but now, now it becomes a brief illustration of the life I had, the life I never want to return too. It was in the times that I thought I had it all together, it was in the times that I thought I knew most of the answers, it was in that time in which I was most miserable. Life, I’ve found out since, is not meant to be figured out, just discovered.