Quotes from Terri Guillemets

Dreams grow like wildflowers in her soul.

A beating heart needs a soul to go with it, or it's nothing but a machine.

Our souls are infinitely swirling colors of stardust and hope.

...a soul flowering with spirituality...

If something is written in the stars, can't it also be inscribed in the fiery light of our souls?

My soul lives somewhere between silence and the moon.

Soul shadows you everywhere.

What colors are the rhythms of your soul?

Shhh. Your soul is humming its tune. Listen well.

I'm not a doctor and I don't know the technical terminology, but I do know that sunshine activates our happiness glands.

Day is a solar cathedral, night a starry sanctuary.

Morning golden hour is the warm glow of the day's potential Evening golden hour is nature's afterglow to a day well spent

They may as well have called the sun a ball of flaming joy.

Moonlight is a beautiful and comforting reminder that the sun is still out there somewhere.

What more pleasant sensation than sunshine on skin, Spirit and flesh drinking in nature's pure light.

When my heart is heavy, the sun helps make it light.

Sunshine is Nature's hug and spirit breath to the earth.

The sun is the epitome of benevolence — it is lifegiving and warmthgiving and happinessgiving, and to it we owe our thanksgiving.

My favorite thing about the United States? Lots of Americans, one America.

We sleep peacefully at night, cradled by the big strong hands of America.

minutes bloom hours flower seconds vine through the hands of time — days hustle weeks speed decades scatter in confetti'd years

I hear the heartthrob of time in my veins.

Time is a seed, a sprout, a bud, A bloom, a flower, a wilting rose, Decay, disappearance, — a seed.

How do you approach the wheel of time — do you ride her stick your foot in her gears ignore her slow grinding write poems of her elusive movement sync yourself with her dance or cry out in the cold night of her injustice & indifference?