Of the unbounded energy of an early morning,
and the thrill of jumping in an icy cold river.
Of running in an open meadow,
under a cool blue endless sky.
Of standing in the mountains,
and of laughing eyes and strong, gentle hands.
Of straight lines and working hands,
and of the lights of a city at night.
Of the radiant green of rain-washed leaves,
and the glistening rich, brown barks.
Of laughter that is just so gay,
it can’t be touched by pain.
The thought of you brings all of this to mind,
and makes me feel so much more alive.
This post was written in response to – Admire