grherron

Time is precious, so precious that i cease to realize it passes. Yet all the same life passes with a breath and eyes no longer seem to open. It is in these moments that time has a face, always changing, and still in a second seems to be transparent. The reality is that time has value and if it is spent unwisely there are so many things that are left undone and more accurately, unsaid. So when those eyes have closed and hearts begin to hurt, think of the time you could have spent and learn.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Yet the beauty my eyes behold is astounding. I have come to love nature with a respect of which I could not have presumed as possible. I will not and never shall worship it as a God, yet the enjoyment of creation is simply beyond explanation. It makes me feel small amongst such massive pieces of art. I just wish I could capture the unbelievable beauty better.