Sometimes I turn a corner, or open a door to a room I’ve never seen
And it’s like heaven broke upon the Earth in rivers of color and beauty.
For all of humanity’s faults, there is something to be said for the things we create.
Beauty for beauty’s sake.
Ornaments whose only purpose is to make others smile.
The creator’s soul exposed in a small space, open and vulnerable
Walking through a hall of lanterns flickering warmth across walls of blue
Peace floats in the air like incense
Places like that whisper to me
Of a truth far beyond the break of day.
Photo of Chefchaouen, Morocco – Unknown Source