Close your tired eyes, relax and then, count from one to ten and open them....when the sun goes down and the lights burn out, then it's time for you to shine brighter than a shooting star. Shine no matter where you are. Fill the darkest night with a brilliant light, cause it's time for you to shine brighter than a shooting star. As you leave Colorado Springs and get closer and closer to Black Forest, the glow of the city beginning to diminish, stars begin to appear, twinkling to life one by one, brightest to dimmest. "Like a jack-in-the-box," Ella observed. Light up the sky...to show me you are with me. I...can't deny...that you are right here with me. You've opened my eyes, so I can see you all around me. Light up the sky...to show me that you are with me. So, after the hassle of finding Apple Cider cups and spreading out a huge blanket on the gravel where the living room used to be, we're staring up at the stars. Finding imaginary constellations (because none of us know where they are). Calling out shooting stars. Enjoying the stars in the middle of a burnt forest. Finding light in the midst of darkness. Bringing beauty from ashes. Stars. In your multitudes. Scarce to be counted. Filling the darkness with order and light. You are the sentinels. Silent and sure. Keeping watch in the night. You know your place in the sky. You hold your course and your aim. And each in your season returns and returns and is always the same. When you're looking at the stars, imagining the sky as a dome around you, it makes them seem almost touchable, like you could leap up and grab them. All you can see is the sea of stars disappearing over the edge of the treeline. You're in your own little universe, and for the moment, that's all that exists. Where silence has a sound These are some pictures that Dad took. It was beautiful, albeit cold. Very inspirational. I say this a lot, but this is going into a story some day.
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About Me!Hannah writes to satisfy her imagination. She's written six books so far--five of which need to be rewritten--and is working on a seventh. She ranges through a variety of genres, but favors contemporary YA, fixing broken characters. She wants to use her writing to change people and bring hope. She's currently going to college for Nursing and that takes up most of her writing time. She's a rather stereotypical writer, talking to imaginary friends, eavesdropping on people at the store, secretly being nosy, stashing herself away in her room with a paper and pen and chocolate and her teddy bear. She loves Jesus, the way the morning smells, her family of seven (four siblings), old movies, fairy tales, candles at night and helping people. She writes on another blog at nerdywriter.blogspot.com to hopefully build her chances of publication. My Author Site:Archives
December 2016
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