strange and beautiful world

'The sight of the huge world puts mad ideas into me, as if I could wander away, wander forever, see strange and beautiful things, one after the other to the world's end. The freshness and wetness all about me made me feel that I had misjudged the world; it seemed kind, and laughing, as if its heart also danced. Who can feel ugly when the heart meets delight?'

just because

'because there was a hunger in me to see everything and do everything. i wanted to be everything i saw. i wasnt enough for me.'

moon light, vagabond spirit tonight.

as gypsy folks we tend to move on when goings get tough, but what do we do when we simply cant move on?

we can either chose to move on as in place to place.

or emotionally, within our being, staying in that same place.

we would like to think that we can catch air in the summer breeze and fly our way to a new beginning.

we must remember that we can move on within our mind and soul, without having to fly away to start afresh.

i understand everyone needs a change sometimes, yet can we learn to do this within our selves?

working in a hostel i constantly see the vagabond spirit coming in and out of the doors everyday.

sometimes this is hard seeing one you become close to leave, yet mostly i am ecstatic that they are freely following their dreams.

and i to know that one day once my wings have fully developed i will be flying like they are.

it is just within time and growth i will be in the air.

but for know i do not spare for i am content watching them grow, smiling often that one day that will be me.

for now i will continue to pack up my old case and travel within my limits, like a gypsy yet only moving at a slower pace.

all photos from 'we heart it'.

its raining here on earth

first day of summer today, yet the rain has made its way to earth.

theres a freshness about it though cleansing the day before the sun will show its presence.

i watched kids play in puddles today barefoot, jumping about anxiously, squealing experiencing the joy of rain.

i looked around and wondered if anyone would mind if i joined in.

i wish i had of now, i will next time.

i wish for a a daisy chain & a lover.

Photo source : all found visualizeUs.

she knew...

'Somehow she knew that you didn’t get many moments like this in your life: moments when you knew, without any doubt, that you were alive, when you felt the air in your lungs and the wet grass beneath your feet and the cotton on your skin; moments when you were completely in the present, when neither the past nor the future mattered.'

-Neil Gaiman

where does the love go?

love comes and goes like he knows what he wants to do

its here, then its there, doesnt really seem to care if im in or out with you

were lovers today,

then it changes in the blink of an eye

and I would stand here forever

if I believed I could ever feel the same way again in time

where does the love go?

where does the love go? go, go?

love comes and goes like he's got somewhere else he needs to be
and he rushes out the door before I get a chance to ask love why he wants to leave
you're standing over there with my father,
on the wrong side of the room
and something inside me dies, and I wish I could feel the way I used to,
but I dont.

love comes and goes like hes got another home away from me
got a spare set of keys and a house on the beach,
i know, i know
well love he gets tired and he decides to run away,

run away, run away
leaves me standing here with your broken heart
what can I say, what can I say, but where does the love go?


where does the love go?

Julia Stones new album is utterly and compleatly lustful!

Love & Peace.

let the breeze carry you away

" Life: it loves the young

The spring is short and summer brings hotter days for sleeping through.

Open your windows wide, the breeze carries the sea- it lives for you, now

Break off a piece of chocolate and hold it in your mouth.

Laugh when the wind catches at your dress- it only wants to play.

Life lives for the young.

So live... "