Joyful Ruins

Discovering joy in the hard places

Not a Rose

You may not be

beautiful like a rose

my dear

But beautiful

like a Magnolia leaf

The beauty of which

is often taken for granted

but if it was not longer

the world would mourn

You are beautiful like a prairie

the sea of grass

in golden light

that moves in waves

when the wind blows

Only certain people

certain eyes

notice

but their noticing

becomes awe

in the sight of you

You are beautiful

like the lady cardinal

less flashy than her mate

a soft elegant beauty

as much as miracle to behold

You are beautiful

like a wildflower

that grows beyond the path

and is only for thise

who step off it

and pause to see

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Jessica P. Mills

I see the world through stories and insights. I have always been a sensitive soul, especially towards nature, people, art, and faith. I spend a lot of time reflecting and finding treasures wherever I can. The two values I live by are beauty and celebration. I hope my blog communicates those two things, seeing beauty where beauty is not often seen and celebrating every aspect of life, the hard and the easy.

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An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.

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