The sun sets on another day…
The sky was dark, and rain fell and stopped, over and over, until it was no more. It was a lot of rain, but we needed it in one way or another. Somewhere high above there was a beautiful sunset and I enjoyed at the moment wondering how deep the beauty would go.
I’ve been playing a lot with poetry and reading a lot of poetry. Poetry is kind of cool stuff because few words are used and the emotions flow everywhere. Sometimes I’m just overwhelmed at the power and the fury of it all. Sometimes it makes me happy, sometimes sad, but always it makes me think. Then there are the greats and the people who think they’re great, sometimes they open minds but other times they just don’t seem to get it.
I try to use poetry to lift people up. Sometimes i succeed. Sometimes I lie around on the floor flopping like an out of water fish failing all over the place, or is that flailing? I think failing is the better word. After all, if you can use poetry to try to lift other people, it might just make a difference in your life.
Here I see it, humble as can be, trying desperately to find a way to lift those who are far too low and, in the process, perhaps change the outcome of something it isn’t as good as it should be. By the way words can do that. Actions work even better.
So as the sun set on another day i hope your day is fantastic or better. I hope people are trying to lift you up as I try to lift, well, you up. In the end it is always up to you, and I hope you find a way to be amazing, every day, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and climb every mountain…