past the façade there are tones and textures beneath the surface each of us everything is a rhythm of time a reflection of life until now it doesn’t have to be complex look deeper at what is there you might be surprised
July dives in, clothes and all, brash and unafraid of his being. His time is careless, rushed, and often leaves whisker burn on a lover’s face. August is more tentative. Gently she slips off her socks, dips a toe, and tests the water. She knows days will grow shorter, temperatures cooler, and the night quieter. August is mindful of more time for fireflies, skinny dipping, and seductive whispers. August will always leave with a tender embrace, promising to return. Cherish your time with August. July has already forgotten what you meant.
Dreams, feelings, relationships, emotions, work, life (even death), it’s not all black and white. You’ve got to remain open to each shade of grey, and those jubilant and resplendent colours. Find your perspective — strong or subtle, light or dark — within each hue of every day. Look. Listen. Feel the tones and show off your range. What colour will you be today?