how do fireflies keep their little stars shining ?

it may be far, but it still whispers in my heart ..

the pond holds the sky through its sheer veil

every path holds secrets, if you are curious enough to follow it

crickets are playing their wings, like tiny violins

some days, happy moments hide quietly

she only unfolded her pale petals after the sun has gone, like a moonflower

it was worth it, because it left a trail of light behind.

dandelion seeds are traveling with the wind, carrying the promise of life

something lovely is tiptoeing awake beneath the leaves

the world left a tiny miracle at my doorstep

my heart still knows the way

do flowers always whisper secrets, or is it only under the moonlight ?

the smallest things are where the magic hides

perhaps closeness can be very quiet

curl up & take a good nap..

there is a flower quietly blooming amidst the concrete

the water washes every moment away, rippling softly into the shape of what once was

nothing stays for very long. so i think i will keep noticing.

a single brown leaf carried by the wind, bringing the scent of a warm morning