As Time Flies

B is for beginnings... A quote I read and loved - "We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves." Life is an empty notebook where I inscribe and illustrate my journey, certain pages come out vibrant whereas others are lacklustre. Each page has a new font, colour, alignment. Creating a fresh start on a new page is possible but changing the notebook is not possible. Not that I wish to change mine but sometimes when the emotions start blackmailing and the grass appears greener on the other side, this notion just pops up.   I have learned quite a bit over the years and am more liberal to choose my stationery, I am more into creating my original craft, filling in colour that appeals to me at that moment. I just create and let myself enjoy each moment . Photo Credit -pixabay

A walk to remember Chirping birds, Burbling stream, Rustling leaves, Exist but in a dream. Roaring excavators, Pounding hammers, Clanking metal, I hear. Longing to hear – The swish of breeze, Music of dancing trees, The gong of a temple from far Spare me- Please, no more of the fancy cars. Searching for the giggles while Children play, Gadgets or gizmos have taken The childhood away. Lost is the voice of a friend, Tapping the QWERTY - The new music in trend. All is lost in the noise, So, I hear no sounds If there was a choice I’d rather rebound.