The Heart Does Not Feel Less – AND – Life Is Like the Sky


The heart doesn’t stop feeling what your years would defy.
Age is simply counting of years.
But what your heart feels is innumerable and not applicable to any period in time.

The heart doesn’t feel less, the childlike joy of a present that brings happiness that creates our spirit wants to leap up and down with glee.

The heart doesn’t feel less, the thrill one feels when a specific person lights that teenage-like thrill that sparks our inner teenager with infatuation. Though our age tempers the infatuation of our young-hearted being, it doesn’t dim the joys.

The heart doesn’t feel less, the fantastic splendor of Yosemite; the rejuvenating power of its sanctity and magic. Though our bodies may not be capable of trekking its trails or climbing its high mountain beauty. Our hearts still rollick and revel ‘neath the cottonwoods and along the babbling cold waters of the Merced River. Our eyes glance upwards and that we picture a younger self on the high paths, with dizzying views of the valley below. it’s exhilarating. Age has no pertaining to our thoughts. Our hearts take the rein.

The heart doesn’t enjoy less the infectious giggle of a toddler or the uplifting warmth of a dog’s goofy smile and fast wagging tail. Through our years may prevent us now from sharing our world with a toddler or a furry loved one, our hearts embrace the laughing child and therefore the devoted dog with precious regard and virtual arms.

The heart doesn’t feel less, the inspiration of a bright dawning sun, nor the technicolor brilliance of a sunset. the guts don’t feel less the heart-stopping arc of an orange-red full moon. Though our aged eyes may view these dimly, our hearts glorify nature’s works to our imagination.

The years sleep in and weaken our bodies. But it’s the guts that provide us life. And it’ll do so no matter our years; by residing in our spirit and in our soul.

The heart doesn’t feel less. And that is ageless.

–Kathy A. Pippig

LIFE IS just like the SKY

Some days, dark stormy clouds slowly fill and move across the sky above – yet exquisite beams of sunlight will brighten and warm the world below, through gaps between the clouds.

Life is just like the sky -” the drop down” – which brings shadows and shivery darkness, light, and pleasant warmth. The clouds and sunlight, like strokes from a brush, drift over our body, press into our soul, and awaken our spirit… Life is like this.

The dark clouds are too distant to the touch or move, while sunshine is mercurial and fleeting. Storm clouds will drift apart. And night’s darkness may subside to each day ablaze with sunlight.

So, why dwell upon the storm clouds – they’re too distant to vary. Likewise, we will not hold on to a beam of deliciously warm sunshine – we can only enjoy it. enjoys it, and smiles.

Life is just like the sky.


By Mk Faizi

I am a blogger.