do not be afraid to smile.
happiness can be a hard thing to get back once you've lost it.
but joy?
joy is like the scatter-pack of wildflowers. and every smile, every laugh, is a seed.
bury your seeds. let your joy take root.
and watch your happiness slowly grow again from it.
ESTÀS LLEGINT
ashes and sunflowers
Poesiawords flow through the stream of my thoughts... the warmth of my happiness beats down on my garden, while the depression batters it like a winter storm. life is a wildfire...destruction and growth come hand in hand... through the ashes, my sunflower...
