Yes, the wind is tearing away at the early flowers, heaving at the garden furniture, dismantling the feng-shui arrangements in the hospital courtyards, but still the Sun touches the surface of all things...eventually.
And this is my feeling today, though the Sun may take on any shape or form in life, from you to me, and all that exists between, it will not, and can not lay it's rays upon every blade of grass, or crack in the pavement that may be a clink in my armour, but give it time, as with ALL things, and the Sun with it's life-sustaining charm, will touch upon even the darkest soul, bring a glow to the souless, warmth to the blue, and guidance for growth.
Never see the darkest slabs of concrete, but relish the Sun that will always win the day, even though it must set to darkness, so we must all act in like manner...awaiting the new day...for every sunrise has the hope and possibility of being better than any other before.
Remember the Sun, it is like us all, unable to shine constantly through a screen of creation, but behind the persistant clouds, behind the mask, lies a great burning gift of life within us all.
This is for you all.
I'm fading, my body tells me, but I have set myself a timescale that can offer much more...if the Sun shines, so will I.
But sometimes, the peaks and troughs are all too easily forgotten.
I'm only human, it may not be enough for some, but it is more than enough for me.
love to all,
lauren6
