Thoughts blossom like catkins on a willow.
Feathery and fragile they unfurl,
Tested by the wind
And nuzzled by bees.
Word strings just hanging by a thread.
Fearless and freely thrust into the light,
Just glad to be alive
And waiting for a mind to kiss.
Have you ever had blossoming tea? I highly recommend it. It tastes amazing partly due to their handcrafted nature and partly because of the beautiful and magical experience of watching am underwater flower bloom with flavour. This tea is something faeries would drink, so it’s definitely good enough for me. 🙂
365 days of recognizong the good in myself.
Day 4. I believe in being nice, caring and encouraging towards people and showing others how to do the same.
Day 5. I am a relatively competent horse rider when it comes to hacking.
Day 6. I’m not too proud to admit when I need help
Day 7. I have pretty hazel eyes