The chilling sand and the winter wind,
and the sunset warming the sky,
is the time to let go of the blues
and quietly watch the sky.
To create such moments one has to work around with a vision,
and once you are there, stay calm
and feel everything that touches you all around.
The sun in the red, the sand biting,
the wind unsettling, and the sparks that flow from the firewood.
The universe wraps you around.
Stay calm and let it speak.
Lonely, isolated, calm,
and the sunset warming the sky,
is the time to let go of the blues
and quietly watch the sky.
To create such moments one has to work around with a vision,
and once you are there, stay calm
and feel everything that touches you all around.
The sun in the red, the sand biting,
the wind unsettling, and the sparks that flow from the firewood.
The universe wraps you around.
Stay calm and let it speak.
Lonely, isolated, calm,
the universe says,
"You belong."
the universe tells you,
"You belong."
“That is part of the beauty
of all literature.
you discover that your longings
are universal longings.
that you’re not
lonely and isolated from anyone.
you belong.”
of all literature.
you discover that your longings
are universal longings.
that you’re not
lonely and isolated from anyone.
you belong.”
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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