pure.
Beauty. Pure. Unaltered. Unfiltered. Rugged. Untamed. Real. Beauty that calls to my soul. It calls me to something I have never imagined before. It calls me to want to be more than I am--to be brave and bold beyond what I know. It awakens a part of me that I never knew existed.
That's the beauty I was surrounded by yesterday--beauty that defies description--beauty that refuses to be captured. I took no pictures...and somehow that seems poetically just because the pictures wouldn't even begin to capture the scene that was before my eyes.
There are plenty of pictures of the rest of the trip, but those two days remain perfectly beautiful in my mind. It remains waiting for me to come back and for others to find it. I'm sorry that I won't be able to share pictures of that bit of the trip...my apologies to you...but that will be my little bit of my trip that I keep to myself...stored away in my mind.
Coming home in a week...
I remember doing that with some things in Uganda.
ReplyDeleteKeep them stored up friend. They are sacred. Love you!
love that you're soaking up the gorgeousness that is new zealand, but i am ready for you to be back in my life.
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