the most beautiful thing: say when
The most beautiful thing was a simple one today, tonight. I left before I was stuck… in the couch, next to the whoever, on the other side of too much influence, and on top of my own good peace-loving sense. “Good night everyone!” took me out into the cool-balm night and home to a few putterings before turning in for the sake of a nice morning into afternoon into evening and on. Saying when keeps the open open and the just right… well, just right. The sands, settled. The winged, flying. The dancer, moving. The strong, strong. The beautiful… beautiful.
~ by HeatherArtLife on October 18, 2008.