Beyond understanding.

It’s the color. The color of her eyes that makes me think that everything will work out. The deep greens calm my soul, the blues make her adventurous, and the hidden browns bind us together. It is not the fact that she has them, but her power is in her use.

Everything, you think you know.

Or the way the wind blows warmth across the trees and leaves fall soft across your vision and you know everything is going to be okay.
Or when you expect the outside to be chilly and you step out of the door and the sun warms your skin like it is the first time.

     The colors that strike your eyes like lightning blots, brings all things life to a front stage with a bright light, strikes deep into the soul.

It is the power of art that turns the world, makes the world safe or not seem chaotic.
It is easy to say something is this way or that way, but to think of something our of it’s realm the harder it becomes to see it for what it was.

     The flash of light deep inside one’s soul with a which all things beautiful sit, the heart lays, soaking in everything that makes life worth living.

SA, Quote.

It’s only chocolate, find a new bar.