Well I’m speechless lol
Timid, shaking, eyes dart wide, The rabbit trembles, seeks to hide. Afraid of true rejection’s sting, The kind that leaves you frozen, clinging.
Yet trembling, it steps ahead, Though looking back, its heart is dread. The forest, dark, once felt so near, Now whispers endless paths of fear.
What if this journey leads to none? What if freedom leaves it undone? Chains of wounds still fresh, still raw, The rabbit bleeds, its breath in awe.
Each step forward, growth and pain, Each step back feels cursed again. Its white fur stains with every fall, It hates itself, yet braves it all.
With a fox’s drive and deepened breath, It shakes off nature’s quiet death. The rabbit dares to break its mold, Embrace the new, though weak and cold.
It finds the sun, its warm embrace, And faces nights alone in space. Some would call it prey by name, But not all see it quite the same.
For even sitting still’s a choice, The rabbit runs to find its voice. Time waits for none; it knows this best, Wonderland is a self-made quest.
With wounds still healing, soul still worn, The rabbit hops through paths forlorn. Softly, it speaks of rewards unknown, And lets the past stay overthrown.
Each day’s an adventure, bold and bright, Even for a rabbit afraid of the night. Though fear still lingers after the fall, The rabbit moves, despite it all.
ʙᴏᴛᴀɴʏ ᴘᴛ. 2
P.D. As a continuation of this post...
My last healthy conscious braincell trying to escape the never-ending supply of brainrot memes and endless river of music streaming.
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Plant of the Day
Wednesday 19 February 2025
Part of the displays at the David Welch Winter Gardens in Duthie Park, Aberdeen, were a range of Hippeastrum cultivars (amaryllis). These tender bulb needs to be planted in a container indoors in a colder climate, from October to January. The bulbs should flower about six to eight weeks after planting, and provided the foliage is allowed to produce energy for another bulb and there is a cooler rest period it will flower the next winter. A friend of mine has kept the same plant for over 40 years!
Jill Raggett
Let’s sit here 🍃
Words to live by
(grabs you by the shoulders) you have to make room for new experiences in your life. you have to go through the unpleasant work of leaving your comfort zone, even if just for a few minutes at a time. because if you don't, your brain will trick you into stagnation. you will start to believe that the world can barely fit you in it. but that's not true. it's the opposite way around. you can fit the whole word inside of you. your task is only this: to welcome it with open arms
Something tells me I'm going to love you forever.
Where my soul, mind, and heart live in ungrateful complacency. The storms and strangers that have stayed with, taken refuge, and looked to it for guidance. It seems to continue to bear it all so far. The eroded exposed stone, walls and wooden ceilings repaired year after year. Paint washed or chipped, but always remaining a lighthouse for all. The light is small inside though. Even when that little light goes out, it only is relit by graciousness of inner strength, or more often through the words/actions of those who have enough light burning within them to share.
May I learn to not be just a lighthouse keeper, guider, or shelter. May I forever grow to be a compassionate ever learning student of the world, of others who share this same light
lighthouse study. started in sketchbook and finished in procreate