How did I forget this awe, this wonder? When did I close my eyes? I guess all that really matters is that I can see now, and I can't let myself shut down like that again.
Beauty is made on the journey to find it. It's as simple as putting one foot in front of the other. And once you've got the rhythm down, look up. Look around. Let your heart be filled with the beauty that surrounds you and when it starts to overflow, make something with the excess. It will be beautiful because it is made of beauty and you will love it because your heart produced it.
So, what are you waiting for?
Get up.
Start walking.
Look up.
Start seeing.
Wake up.
Start smiling.