floating towards

that which is special

upon lovely breezes


i could imagine sitting under 'an cobblestone bridge' & watching these:


the pages of tranquility
floating, floating, gently down the stream


gathering an armful of wishes


& blowing them into the current of the wind, under the quiet beams emitting from the moon

Today im tired!

image #2 via French Garden House, #3 via scissorsandpaperrock blog