By C. Austin Miles
A little more kindness and a little less greed; A little more giving and a little less need; A little more smile and a little less frown; A little less kicking a man when he's down; A little more 'we' and a little less 'I'; A little more laughs and a little less cry; A little more flowers on the pathway of life; And fewer on graves at the end of the strife.
🦋Illustration • Life Fleeting • Jim Tsinganos
Beneath the shade of an old leafy tree, Lies a cottage where life's truly free. Its windows glow with a warm, soft light, Keeping you safe, through the hush of night.
Beneath the moon's soft, silver glow, A sailboat drifts with the ocean's flow. A balmy breeze warms the night, While a black cat purrs in the garden light.
At night, the stars above will play, Over this cottage by the bay. A shooting star makes a wish come true, In this cozy haven, life feels new.
A life so simple, yet so grand, With ocean breezes, and soft warm sand. This tiny home, my heart's delight, A place of comfort, day and night.
Text by The Besotted Bookworm
✨🌳🏠🌛Illustration by Cozy Creatures Art
by Robert Herrick
God's boundless mercy is (to sinful man) Like to the ever-wealthy ocean: Which though it sends forth thousand streams, 'tis ne're Known, or else seen, to be the emptier; And though it takes all in, 'tis yet no more Full, and filled full, then when full filled before.
🖌️Compassion • Carol Heyer
"Let me come and whisper A little something, That I know to be true Be slower as you go Be kinder with those thoughts Be gentle with your words, For you are precious to me, And far more delicate Than you would ever believe."
~Athey Thompson
Digital Art • Woman and Bird • Inge Schuster
By Jen
Clear day- Lavender meadow stretches for miles. Partly cloudy, no chance of rain. The sun peaks out just enough To light a field of golden grain. I’m comfortable here, In a summer dress, Blanket on the ground, Picnic set; I look around, And there you are, Walking towards me On this dreamlike day.
Illustration • Picnic Time • Sarah Jane
Beside the still waters He leadeth my soul,
To quench all my thirst, to heal and make whole.
Away from the torrents, so fierce in their rush
To shores that are peaceful, to rest in the hush.
I drink ‘til I’m filled. I’ll thirst nevermore.
But stay by His side, right here on the shore.
~ Greg Olsen, 2008
Painting • Besides Still Waters • Greg Olsen
