“Catch the light and begin again.”

Using each heartbeat as a second chance.

But these downpours, they can all be a type of cleaning.

What is my ribcage if not a prison for hope.

And I held onto hope. Like a dear old friend.

But I know courage. It is never lost.

Even the rain could be the answer to your prayers.

You and that love you carry. Like fresh rivers. Like new poetry.

We are ever blossoming.

Some days each breath just lie stuck in your chest, you know?

Love shouldn’t be as fickle as the rain. But an ever flowing torrent.

Remember forgiveness; a kind exhale.

I think there is miracle always spilling into something.

I know the light, but I cannot see it.

Let us be the impossible.

Honestly, I just want to love without the fear of losing anything.

Yes, there are wounds but we are not conquered.

We all start with zero. We all start at the beginning. Do not give up.

It wasn’t until I began to work on my inner life and know myself that my life changed. Success really does begin within. The size and quality of your outer life is only limited by the size and quality of your inner life.

Slowly she began to realize what it’s like to dream again. – a new dawn.

No matter how difficult the past, you can always begin again today.

When we try to look farther into the universe we come to what appears to be the end of space but actually it’s the beginning of time.

I begin by imagining the impossible and end by accomplishing the impossible.

It is God who is the ultimate reason things, and the Knowledge of God is no less the beginning of science than his essence and will are the beginning of things.

Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.