Life can translate into many things, but much like the arts, its interpretation is up to the audience. The individual going through the cycle decides whether they see the beauty of what has become of the past or fall victim to the call of demons left behind.
What is your interpretation?
Let your feelings flow like a river. The cold is only here for a few moments. Remember that spring will come again. Hard times will happen, but they will never last, no matter how long they seem to persist.
The scarred hearts’; their eyes hold galaxies so look beyond the scars you are stereotyping them by. Be wary or you will be pulled into a universe.
Scars don’t mean you are broken, your heart will still beat, and your galaxy still within your reach.
Pain can come and go, yet there is the promise that hope prevails. Remember that in the darkest of tunnels a solution is near.
Animals are such a beautiful blessing to life. They can teach us lessons that we couldn’t learn from our fellow humans. Until we see the beauty of them, a portion of our souls remain asleep.
“Color is my day-long obsession,joy,and torment.”
You never know unless you try. I am not the best in art but I like to do it to relieve stress. I may post more of it here. Don’t be afraid of others. You are you, not them. Dare to stand out.