Ode to The Sun and to our own bright Light

3 Dec. 2013 early

the sunset on Lake Erie.

I woke dreaming about the Sun this morning.  More of the why of it, as we rotate around and around it for who really knows the millennium.  It’s incomprehensible magnificence holds us to Life.  This incredible Force that this Earth and all the other planet’s orbit.  I gave myself (again) to the metaphor of my own Light, at the center of me, my own radiance that I orbit around.  The planet of me that needs the heart of light to survive.  And in that acknowledgement of my Light, in that awareness, I am able to feel the Light of others.  No matter the brightness, the light shines even in a flicker.  I wanted to tell you that, I see and feel your Light and today, I will open up to that a little bit more.

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The blaze never stops in this giving that seems endless

This golden brilliant orb that feeds us light

That burns for us day and night

In the way this EArth rotates

In the way we take for granted

what to us has always been

Like the wind and rain

Like the ground we stand on

Like the way the seasons unfold

Like the starry midnight sky

Like the way the radiance rises

Like the way the luminance falls

in coral brilliance

In All ways we need the Blaze

For what are we if there is not this Light

That gives in unconditional flowing

That gives with no want of return

That makes for life and death

In the feeding and taking

In the birthing and transformation

In the remembrance of our own light

That can go on in endless giving

that burns day and night

in the way we rotate around our lives

a spin of what we believe is true

when the rain falls and the ground quivers

and the night is cloudy gloom

and the radiance is hidden

and death seems to end a bright light

Life goes on in the fusion of hearts

The mortal end does not keep us apart

Merry we meet and merry we part

We rise again within each other’s heart