I’m grateful for youthful passion.

photoThe audacity of youthful passion
is as if every heavy oaken door is open,

every casement window gaping wide–
and the room airy and beaming, streaming light–
each one a starting block for blind and blinding flight.


God, I miss it.

Picture credit (with cropping and filter layers): Attribution Some rights reserved by mikemol


Send me sunshine, light and love! :) Constructive criticism is also welcome.

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