Gaia 🌿 -- This is a poem I love. It's called FANCIES by Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874-1942). -- SURELY the flowers of a hundred springs Are simply the souls of beautiful things! The poppies aflame with gold and red Were the kisses of lovers in days that are fled. The purple pansies with dew-drops pearled Were the rainbow dreams of a youngling world. The lily, white as a star apart, Was the first pure prayer of a virgin heart. The daisies that dance and twinkle so Were the laughter of children in long ago. The sweetness of all true friendship yet Lives in the breath of the mignonette. To the white narcissus there must belong The very delight of a maiden’s song. And the rose, all flowers of the earth above, Was a perfect, rapturous thought of love. Oh! surely the blossoms of all the springs Must be the souls of beautiful things.
I went for a walk just now and listened to 'Daisy' by Zedd. I remember it as 'the amazing song Goo once shared with me' -- It's still one of my favourite songs and I doubt that'll ever change. 💐 I remember it as 'Goo's road-tripping through NZ' song (I've always imagined the pairing of this beautiful tune and NZ's stunning landscape as an incredible INCREDIBLE one -- and 'incredible' is probably.. scratch that, SURELY, an understatement!). I also remember this picture being taken after a very very brief meet-up that had to be squeezed into a busy day for us both because I was leaving sg soon. I can't remember much about what we said or did during this short meet-up but I recall how the calmness I felt was a comforting juxtaposition to the mad scrambling that was the rest of the day. You're wonderful! Thinking of you lots, take care, I've got to get back to my books now ahhah, I miss you! x
each one a different meaning; every one the same promise.
Where's Waldo? -- Throwback to an afternoon spent escaping reality with my accidental twin. 💐 -- Thought of you whilst cycling back from uni today. (How fab is the weather?!!?!!) Missing you x P.s. a body pump sesh together is still very much duuuuue 😙
Yellow like warm sunshine, like that Coldplay hit, like the simple joy that is you. -- Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven. - Tryon Edwards -- Playing: Gravity by Leo Stannard (White Sand Remix)
'The History of Love' by Nicole Krauss!! This book this book this booooook!!! Still buzzing from that one page that, on a day that I felt very lowly (and, I quote, 'not made for this world'), made me ask myself: If not me, who? -- Simple. But very powerful. -- Be proud and grateful of who you are. You're incredible. An absolute wonder. A true treasure. -- And in the spectacular words of Dr. Seuss, Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You. -- Woohooooo!!! 💃🏻💫🎉
And when the sun goes down and the mood comes upon me, I'll watch the play of the colours on the water, yield to the fleetly dissolving images, and turn into pure feeling, all soft nice... -- Günter Grass, My Century -- I don't have colours playing on the water to watch, but the city lights.. yes, they rob the stars and the moon of their magic, but... the city lights, artificial as they are, hold within them some beauty, too. They sparkle. And look at how gorgeous a backdrop the clouds formed.
I! miss!! you!!!!!