Remembering the moments coming full circle. Collecting the broken shards; stumbling into the abyss. Searching for the substance of merriment; sleeping on the bed of illusions. Reclaiming something lost; an item that carries so much pain. Believing that someday it can change the familiar; making gems out of stones.
Advertisements
This is the epitome of perspective being everything, ” making gems out of stones”! ♥
LikeLiked by 1 person