violet baldwin

Updated: Sun, 13 Nov 2016 09:59 pm

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In love with music, watching the sunset, and knowing that hope isn't for suckers.

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3•31•16 I stare at the mountains, with the aesthetically pleasing palette of colors that God created hovering above it. I take pictures, trying to capture the moment as it seems too good to be true. It inspires me to think about my own life, and where I have come since I took my last sunset photo a little less than a year ago, right in that same spot on grandma's upper deck. When I look back up to take another gaze, the sun has dipped behind the mountain and all that's left is a dusty lavender haze and a speck of golden. I take pictures in awe. Now, when I look back up from observing the photos, there's a magenta fire above the peak of the mountain, where the sun dipped a couple minutes ago. Writing this and taking pictures as I go, it makes me think of how much I've changed, and how fast life can alter in an instant. I realize, my happiness and my attitude is alike to the fluctuating sunset. When I'm a dusty lavender haze with a speck of golden, is when my potential is hidden away by an intruding force. Not that there's anything wrong with the lavender, in fact, it helps me in a way. Because a few minutes later, I learn to build myself back up again, and learn that I'm invincible. That I shouldn't let anyone "dull my sparkle" as the saying goes. And you know what happens? I muster up the courage to become a radiant magenta fire above at my peak. Key words, "at my peak". Because that hardship I went through did nothing to degrade my meaning. It helped me learn my self worth, and brought me to my high point. Which I may not stay at, because the night must come, but that leaves all that potential for an aspiring tomorrow. Who knows what it could bring?

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