Golden Brown

By Saturday, November 29, 2014 0 , Permalink

I had been searching for the magic, in between the sleepless hours to find the answers. When the words don’t come or your dreams don’t happen fast enough, failures, or life blankets over the spirit of your beauty and drive. Keep holding out for the moment where the page turns. The frantic words come or the job, or the lust comes for something new and unexpected. Press your heart fierce toward the sky toward the sun until you can feel the magic again. Wait for that Golden Hour of beauty…Know yourself to the core so that the storm passing through will bring you through to the other side, back to the magic. It’s always there

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