Tag Archives: Beauty

Golden Hour Rainbow

The golden hour, made perfect with a rainbow.

β€œNothing in this universe is accidental, not even creation. If it were, the whole universe would be chaotic. But the inherent order in nature and its extraordinary beauty indicate that behind the workings of the universe are an expansive heart and an intellectual power that the human mind can never fathom.” – source

On Mist, and Other Thoughts

It’s interesting to be here for a second year, to see how the seasons move in a cycle, yet do not ever repeat themselves.

The mist this year is unlike the mist last year. So is the light, clouds, sky, air, and a multitude of other things. There is familiarity within the foreign, and vice versa.

I want to live in, and love, every moment of it. From the scorching sun to the freezing winds – for this too shall pass, and I only have the present.

What Gives Us Our Names

“Sometimes I think I catch glimpses of Beauty, usually in the oddest of places – at some small art gallery, in between old shop houses, in the swaying branches of a raintree, a stone’s throw away from sunset, in the shadow of cracked paint. You might have seen her yourself – she’s small for her age, but very nimble, shy yet insatiably curious. She has an inner glow which makes it seem like she lights up the air around her. Just once, I managed to look into her eyes – they were bright and sad and lonely, and so shiny I could see my reflection in them…

If you do spot Beauty, take some time to get to know her. She will not stay. But she may rest for a while to tell you the stories she’s picked up from years on the road. Beauty has a soft, soft voice – most people would miss what she has to say, unless they were really paying attention. But if you listen carefully, you might learn where to find Beauty again the next time you need her in your life.”