What To See

shining buds and blossoms

fall and feather

human suffering

My local gym plaza is encased by a pocket of rainforest trees which shed small velutinous blossoms and shining buds. They fall on your shoulders like rain in the morning breeze and late afternoon winds.

Sometimes when I’m lamenting the masses of plastic cups, drinking straws, and human refuse that overwhelm my senses, I try to focus on those little buds and blossoms. After all, it is we who choose what to see.

Iloilo City, Inner-city Living, Leaves, Pollution, Rainforest

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Melinda J. Irvine

Melinda J. Irvine is a freelance writer, blogger and creative. She writes for business clients and online publications all over the world. When she’s not writing about holistic health and ways to become a more effective writer, Mel is practicing tai chi and supporting the emotional wellbeing of marginalised kids in the Philippines. Sometimes she even has time to cross stitch.

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