Longing

So human to want things we don’t have.

But it blinds us.

Beauty is all around me.

I have changed the lense to one of being present.

I blink my eyes and notice all the love and hope that is right in front of me.

Perspective has given me purpose.

I place my hand over my heart.

It is overflowing.

Oh how things of this world can make a person feel so alone and unseen.

When love, real love, gets your attention, all the grey turns into colors.

The light fills the room to shine on the very faces that hold your heart.

Hold this love close.

Hold onto that hope.

It’s what keeps the grey away.