BE SOMEONE'S SUN

 

 May we be blessed each morning 

before a new day has begun…

to remind ourselves

to cherish every moment in the sun….

And if the sun is not shining on someone…

may we…to all concerned

offer up the brightness of our smile

until their sun returns.

A SINGLE DROP OF SUN

 

We love to begin some days with a walk along the beach…

We leave the house in the dark when the streetlights are still on… 

and walk until the darkness surrenders to the civil dawn.

We walk towards the east because that allows our eyes

to adjust from the darkness to the light as the sun begins to rise.

On one particular morning…

as the sun began it’s slow advancement across the  land….

we noticed a single yellow primrose…up ahead

smiling in the sand.

As we approached that primrose

we observed on this part of the beach…she was the only one….

to us she seemed less like a flower…

and more like a drop…left there by the sun.

And we thought if rain can fall in drops out of the sky…

from a sea of clouds all painted blue…

is it possible in the morning…

there can be sun drops falling too?

Drops we usually don’t see individually…

as they blend together to brighten up the land…

but drops that occasionally find a place to rest…

like on the shoreline in the sand.

So now whenever we see a primrose on our beach walk

every primrose that we find…

we greet as a little drop of daylight… 

the sun has left behind…

DAILY GRATITUDE VOICES

 

I am grateful for the variety and diversity of voices 

that have guided me in my daily trip across this land…

that included the voices of nature

I’m still working hard to understand…

LIKE CHILDREN

May we be blessed as we grow up

to retain within us some traits of our childhood…

back to a time when everything was innocent and good.

When everything around us was a new discovery 

waiting to be found…

When we chased fireflies, butterflies

and leaves drifting on the winds of autumn…

before they hit the ground.

 

HOLDING A MIRACLE

 

Yesterday Deborah and I held a miracle in our hands….

William…a baby born only a few days before…. 

It’s amazing how one so tiny and new

can make two old hearts soar.

The wonder of the moment was not lost on Deborah…or me

as Baby William was but 4 days old…while we are 73. 

We sat with baby William’s and his dad 

in their front yard…under a tree… 

Deborah cradled him in her arms…

I rested his head upon on my knee.

As we felt the warm embrace of the heavens 

while the sun shining overhead smiled 

we wondered in his four days

what kind of memories William has compiled.

Secretly we wished…this baby in our hands 

will be lucky enough to be

living in a caring accepting, and compassionate world…

where everyone is free…

This was our wish for 4 day old William…

It’s the world we’d love for him to see.

A miracle we continue to hope for…

even at the age of 73.

A miracle we hope not only for William but for all babies…

across all mountains, rivers and lands…

One miracle we wished for yesterday…

while cradling another miracle in our hands.

DAILY GRATITUDE INNER CHILD

 

I am grateful to have people in my life…

who always make me smile…

They’re the ones who understand 

the art to growing up

is to never close the doorway

to their inner child.

CHILD

May we be blessed to remember 

back to when we were 

a little girl…

or a little boy

and throughout our lives continue act

the way that child did:

 

embracing wonder,

embracing creativity

embracing joy