Grace's Garden Walk

SUN RISE // SUNSET 

I CRAVED the BUSY - 

I CRAVE THE SILENCE EVEN MORE NOW. 

SOMETIMES,
when the sun filters through
the dustiest of corners, the ones wishing 
longing
waiting
to be filled with light
only then to disperse in fear 
at the awaited splashes of brightness

I THINK, WE'RE ALL JUST RUNNING IN CIRCLES 
like the shadows, 
WANTING THINGS JUST 

FOR THE MERE SAKE OF

HAVING THEM. 

I WONDER

WHAT WOULD WE BE -

WHAT WE WOULD ACCOMPLISH

IF IT WERE OTHERWISE.

happy sunday!

xx

postscript :: outgoing mail to a doll || taken with vsco cam on mum's ipad