The sun is one
but never can shine
as one.
Her rays will splay,
and always touch the world
(in slices)
as they do.
How they splay
is a question for each new moment.
Who they will touch,
and in what way:
undiscovered.
The sun will shine as she will.
The sun will always shine
as she will.
Heaven is
the delicate slice of sun
on dry
cracked
soil.
Pass me my joy pots,
and I will splash
all the world
with a bright
and shiny
day.
It’s Saturday morning and I’m lazing in the sun chair.
I always make my way back to this place, this little corner of my world that feeds me so beautifully to the sun. It’s a place for just ‘being’, this sun chair of mine, and these days— more than ever before—I need a place to just ‘be’.
For a great deal of yesterday, the sun chair and I sat and listened to the sounds of life as they broke through the window beside us. The calming wind, the gum trees with their squawking cockatoos and paper leaves; there was also the beautiful music that flowed in through my ears and out through my soul. The sun chair and I listened to those sounds, and they became us for a while.
It was awfully nice.
I don’t know why I’ve chosen the sun chair as my new ‘happy place’, and I don’t think I really have to know. It just feels nice to be here, so I keep coming back.
I do love this sun chair of mine.
For all the reasons, really.
All of them.
Sometimes, the night wakes me.
When the night wakes me I lie in bed and march through life in my mind, smiling at all the lovely things, frowning at all the things I wish the day had kept to itself.
I don’t know why the night chooses me as its ‘sometimes companion’. Perhaps it knows that I will always give it a chance to speak its mind.
Perhaps it thinks that I might like to speak my mind with it.
Which I would, of course;
If only the night called itself ‘the day’ and wore the sun bright and warm in its sky.
Then I’d be happy to share my life with it.
Then I’d be happy for the night to wake me.
I live for days
where the smile that lives
in my heart
warms me like the sun
and sings me like the love song
I was always meant to be.
