6/21/17
The longest day,
the darkest night.
And as spring
moves into summer,
has it not
slowly inched its way
blending into
the longest day –
as light
pushes back
the night?
Has not the moon
disappeared
from the night,
letting the stars
shine brightly
against the
inky sky,
patiently waiting
for the sun
to hand off
to their light?
Is there not
a balance,
a cycle
that moves –
a new beginning
an ending that follows –
when they blend
into each other,
is there not
a continuum
with no beginning
and with no end?
Is not the most
magical time of a day –
when the night
gives way
to the morning –
when darkness
slowly begins
to wake up –
when light
stretches out
to touch the sky?
And is not the most
magical time of a day –
when the light
recedes to the
twilight of darkness –
when the wood thrush
sings the last notes
of his song –
to let you know
it now is night?
And in another
part of the world –
is there not
the longest night
and the shortest day?
There is an
ebb and flow
as life cycles
all around you,
but do not
beginnings blend
into perceived endings –
only to begin again?
Can you move
with these cycles –
wiping slates clean
to begin again –
is not every moment
a chance to create –
to begin
or end
anew?
Where do you begin –
where do you end?
Is there not
a blending,
a balance to You –
is it not
a magical time
to experience life
with the Truth
of Who You Are?
Do you not stretch
across day or night –
do you not exist
with both sun
and moon –
does not the Love
that makes up You,
cross all boundaries,
all seasons,
and is beyond all time?
The magic
that exists
throughout it all
Is Love –
and You Are That.
By day or night,
by light or dark,
There Is You,
There Is Love.
Infinite,
continuous,
Love.
