Occasionally, the beauty of a single moment takes your breath away.

It only happens when you are least expecting it – as the light fades and dusk slowly seeps into the waking world, or a cloud momentarily dissolves before your eyes – as if gauze were being pulled apart, revealing a jagged, crumbling rock formation.

We collect these moments quietly. They remain unmediated, unshared – they manifest and disappear before we think of dissemination or documentation, before a tool comes between us and experience. They are ephemeral and ethereal; they are the true fabric of our lives.

2 thoughts on “A Beautiful Life

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s