Tuesday, November 1, 2011


There is a quiet beauty in everybody.

It sings like the first call of a bird, it shouts like a child, it glows
like an imploding star.

It is poetry, the way they speak, in their walk, in their movements.

Hold it sacred, for that beauty is where you will find your
own solace, your own peace.

Look within others to learn how to see yourself.

(Photos via bleue marine, )