the sweet things

life is sweet. sometimes sickly so, sometimes just right, and sometimes the sweetness is a little lacking.

sweet things of life: autumn leaves changing slowly or fast, as change has want to be, kitties with softie ears and green green eyes, listening to words beautifully arranged and carefully crafted, melodies which may be centuries old but still harmonize with the music of the spheres, coming back to the same band that once enchanted you and it never stops.

sing of the sweet things. let them wash over you. listen to something new, something old, something that makes your insides dance. give sweet things, be open to receive them once again. keep a level head but let your balance sometimes falter.

savor the sweet things.