our time in the presence of the sun grows every day.
still her coming and going is visible during waking hours. before she shows her face, she decorates the horizon with a spectrum of colours. and inspires the sky to shine a radiant blue. the transistions are gradual. silently commanding patience. the light not to be rushed. but allowed to journey at the pace that suits her.
and we rejoice at the light that exists. and remember days that were mostly nights. how easy it is to overlook the beauty of transformation from dark to light. as we anxiously anticipate the sun's arrival. as we focus on what will emerge from the horizon, rather than embracing the present moment.
but then there are glimpses of mindfulness. when we appreciate the hues dancing around us. when we consider their impermanence. and trust the timing of the sun.
this is where i am.
a continual struggle to celebrate the sunrise. waiting for the sun.
and there are moments of presence. when i am in tune with the beauty in my midst. and there are moments of distraction. when my gaze. my heart. feels present somewhere else.
for there are exciting new adventures on the horizon. that just may awaken this spirit. that just may reconnect this soul. yet there are people. and places. and moments. to appreciate right now. where i am.
hoping for the compassion, the awareness, to marvel at the sunrise.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
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