Viewing a play
Playing the violin
Momentary deafness while riding a bike
Momentary stillness in a campus crowd
A compliment, sincerely given
A text, interrupting a study
Song à haute voix in a house to myself
Song à haute voix in a room full of friends
Colorful fall leaves crunching under feet
Crimson wild flowers catching in my hand
Hearing trusted friends while in fervent prayer
Hearing a flawless, fearless performance
The south edge of campus, overlooking the lights
The south edge of mountains, stained pink at sunset
Creeping into bed while rain taps on the window
Cozing in a sweater with friends by the fire
Gospel Principles
Goals to be Better
2 comments:
love it, ryah. and the picture makes me long for autumn woods. season of mists and mellow fruitfulness...
Mariah! I found your blog. I love this post. I can relate with the crying and the wanting the missionaries to know!! I wish I could relate on the working in the temple bit - soon! hey, you are wonderful. now we can be blog friends :)
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