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Tonight, go back in time to when you were a young child.
(Revisit that immortal youth that was)
far beyond the jaded, stodgy, leaden views of the overly-busy adults.
Soar again in those floating dreams… then go beyond dreaming to how
you were so very amazed at life’s wonderful, majestic living creatures.
Remember, back then, how you were small
but your perceptions were magical, large, and vast.
Return and youthfully run and fly again through that enchanting world.
Then never grow up.
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Able to fly. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Able to fly. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
My Blog primarily consists of close-up nature photos (that I've taken locally) combined with original holistic-truth oriented prose and/or poetry involving mindfulness/awareness. I love nature and I love understanding the whole (not merely the parts and the details). I'm a retired teacher of the multiply handicapped.
I have a number of interesting hobbies, such as fossil collecting, sport-kite flying, 3D and 2D close-up photography, holography, and pets. Most of all, I am into holistic self-awareness, spontaneous insight, unconventional observation/direct perception, mindfulness, meditation, world peace, non-fragmentation, population control, vegetarianism, and green energy.
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My youth is slowly slipping ( I’m 18) and this makes some feel sad. Great poem
Tokoni, your youth will only slip away if you let it. Don’t! 🙂
I won’t!
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My body keeps reminding me of the passage of time – but my heart remembers and revisits the enchantment of youth. Wonderful poem and great image – love the colors!
I can tell by your wonderful photos and poems that you have plenty of youth inside! This body (too) is getting old and is full of arthritis (from years of physically lifting my heavy wheelchair bound students day in and day out)… but the mind stays fresh and young.
I’m headed for 53 and can’t help but work harder toward freeing myself of social expectations so I can be “amazed at life’s wonderful – amazing creatures” more than ever. Youthfulness is making inroads. Its roots run deeper by the day.
Great words of wisdom and wonderful photos as always. – looks like a Mourning Cloak.
Great, Jude!… keep that youthfulness blossoming! I’m headed for 64 and am still doing tons of things I did as a kid. Getting old — mentally — is a disease I hope I never succumb to!
Great for your too, Thomas! I too hope that you will always retain your mind, its psyche and your fantastic talent as a writer.
Wow it’s almost glowing! Very magic indeed.
Thank you, Laura! A lot of insects see in ultra-violet (which we can’t)… so they may see themselves much more like the altered photo!
It’s so interesting! And you’re welcome!
Beautiful butterfly and picture Thomas.
Thanks Sonya! … hope to run into a lot more butterflies this year! 🙂
Blue butterflies are one of my touchstones so I really appreciated the images and message today, thank you!
Great, Cyndi! Butterflies truly are enchanting! 🙂