Intricacy Within Simplicity

Wildflowers have always made me feel jealous. They are outstandingly beautiful and go wherever the wind takes them, and for a while I wasn't sure which of those two things I was the most jealous of. But then one day it hit me, while they are beautiful and free, they are always being plucked out of the ground to be kept, as if people fear it is the last one they will find. It was in this moment of realization that I was no longer jealous of the wildflowers for I had a deeper connection to them.  We are all wildflowers. All beautiful in one way or another, and all free. We could leave wherever we are at any point in time with no warning and never look back and plant new roots and it is all perfectly acceptable. And like the wildflower, every single day someone is trying to pluck you, they are trying to claim you as their own. Don't get me wrong, this isn't a bad thing, it can be the most marvelous moment in someones life, the moment someone chooses you can chang...

  when you look up at the sky and you see the colors blending to make a new one, coming together in ways artists can't recreate, what do you think? cotton candy skies? or how magnificent our God is that He created it? or that the way the light is shining through is breathtaking? do you only think about the sunset and its array of colors?  because whenever i see sunsets i think of you. i think of the way the colors blend  and how they come together perfectly just like your hand in mine. i think of the ripples in the clouds that are identical to the dimples in your cheeks. i think of the shadows on the ground caused by the setting sun and the way the shadows caress your face when your hair falls over your right eye.  but then the sun sets. and the darkness of night falls. and suddenly its dusk and those little things about you that the sunset reminds me of is gone. and instead i remember you telling me you don't love me anymore at 3 am. and you telling me no one would ...