the warmth of the sun


The sun warms air and in turn warms us giving life-giving love saying I am here and you are well. Beckoning us to follow its warmth into the outdoors, to bask in the beauty of its blanket all around. Calmly abiding we sit, no words can convey the messages being given. We admire. We come inside only for duties that call, that of house and work, of all that constantly calls to us in its minutiae. Once somewhat finished for the day, out we go again and what a vacation it is, what a meditation and contemplation in the going out to welcome and embrace this vast unimaginable gift of the everyday. The Sun.

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