All people await for is a wise saying from a well-versed other. All they wish for is to hear the success story of others, and then wish magnanimously to be the same , planting visions of great living in their heads, building up empires, all in the folds of a brain they have covered with a skull.
I however wish they focused on their story, took out the pen of their lives, and begun to write out their story. Many are clueless of which step to take. Inclusive, I do not even know the next thing I’m to type about yet know the difference, I continue to do so regardless of my practically blank mind - wishing for that day though.
All I am saying is continue and alter your ways as it is purported. Do not linger in a zone which suffocates and draws out the very life you have. You are a free bird, go out of your nest and fly. Hover over the mountains, glide upon the valleys, slide over the falls, beat the snowflakes , and allow the rush of the rivers to soothe your thumping heart. Nature has a gift, take your share, envisage yourself as part not a lingering aspect.
The tapestry is as beautiful as the cord or the loose thread. Wherever you are, the canvas is yours to paint; you just have to set it up on the eaves and draw out your brush and palette. A stroke at a time, one painstaking colour at a time, one draw of a lone at a time, one splash of paint on your clothing at one moment, a messy studio to show, yet a wonderful masterpiece finished.
The painting is not to be kept but to be shared, to be admired and appreciated .
More grease to your toes and knees as you rock your feet in anticipation. More grease to your neck as you look from side to side to carefully draw one line or the other. More grease to your wrist to draw out that lush of a smile.
#talesUnheard
♡ Boatenmaa
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