"I sit before flowers
hoping they will train me in the art
of opening up
I stand on mountain tops believing
that avalanches will teach me to let go
but I am here to learn."
Shane Koyczan (via rauchwolken)
"Everything carries me
to you, as if everything
that exists, aromas, lights, metals, were little
boats that sail toward
those isles of yours that wait for me."
Pablo Neruda (via purplebuddhaproject)