Clearly muddy…

The sun sets on another day…

I watched sunset through the trees and revelled in the colorful display of excitement. It isn’t often that so many colors show up as winter embeds itself across the horizon.

For the last couple days I have been considering a lot. I know that is not easily measurable, because a lot is more than a little but less than too much. No matter how you slice it I sat today trying to decide how to approach the world and the thoughts rapidly rummaging through all of the corners of my mind. Because everything is abstract I think I’m going to start today with a poem.

I See

I see the day and see the night and all that runs between
I feel the morn and feel the right and leaving right is left it seems
I hear the words and feel the sounds and silence would be better
If everyone listened to what was said then nothing would ever be better

I hear the fights inside their minds and know that fury is there
the men and women without a care rip minds, souls, hearts without care
when the sky is bright the light drives evil or does it now today
when people stay with no escape, and pain can’t show a way

If hot stove touched we learn to go, but ripped mind and heart don’t count
For no quarter given and nothing taken excuses easily mount
I see it all and I hold back, I watch the cards fall loose
and as I do I hold my tongue even as I want to use a noose

Why can’t we see what others feel, why can’t we listen and hear
Why can’t each person see inside and know that we are dear
Why can’t the silence find the world and light a well wrought path
So each person, you and old, can see a way, and avoid their epitaph

I will keep trying, I push so hard, to try to open eyes
perhaps that push to show and tell with be my own demise
For each of us is who we are, with bias deep and wide
and I am just one who tries to show each one another side

Perhaps it will make a difference.

So as the sun sets on another day, consider everyone and find your way to see past you, and perhaps your life will change for the better. Live life every day with all the power you can, no matter what.

Sleep sweet, love life, and keep living…

Sunday sun day…

The sun sets on another day…

Sunset was cloudy and I could not make it to the waterline. It looked as though the clouds would create a series of interlocking puzzle pieces to look amazing. I bet it was glorious. For me, I enjoyed the colors I saw and loved every moment.

I enjoyed the sun rising in the east today. I actually do just about every day when there is a break in the clouds. The morning sun shines through the trees and makes them glimmer in sparkles of red and gold as I take my morning walk. It is quite spectacular.

Today was fantastic as I watched the sun rise and it cascaded across new snow. The result was nothing less than awe inspiring. with that in mind, consider:

The sun rises
As the sun rises I find my way, now lit by scarlet light
I find a path and feel the sun hit my face as I forge ahead
There is nothing I cannot do or see if the light opens the path
For even if it is not there, I can find it without pause if I press on
and in that we see the difference

So as the sun sets on another day, find your path, push forward, and if the light is there, make your own way to your destination, no matter what.

Sleep sweet, love life, and live strong…

A chill in the air…

The sun sets on another day…

Sunset was again in the clouds as snow sprayed from time to time during the day. It was a pretty day in many ways, but there was a bit of cold as well.

A poem to consider for the day:

A Chill in the Air

There’s a chill in the air and I feel it inside
It isn’t just cold, but chilling my mind
The wind blows across me, it strips out my soul
and I cannot know whether I’m young or I’m old

There’s a chill in the air and its easy to see
There’s a darkness in him and a darkness in me
the chill is a fever that she feels as well
as we all find a path to our own special hell

There’s a chill in the air and it goes far and wide
The feeling is deeper than most can abide
They hide from the chill and are lost from their way
As the chill in the air makes them all obey

There’s a chill in the air, now you see it to
The chill is a portion of me and of you
It grows from our fears and the doubt we can feel
It finds home in ignorance and the surety unreal

There’s a chill in the air, and I feel it inside
It isn’t just cold, and none can abide
For when the chill covers all, it won’t be easy to dare
Because the chill that we feel is not from the air

So as the sun sets on another day, I hope you have a terrific eve, and I hope the chill works out of the air eventually, no matter what.

Sleep sweet, love life, and be you…