We are sun children, open to light, we delight with brightness, mood rises

at sun caress’s, inside we fill with feeling, no longer rushing about, as we

absorb the energy given. Modern living, busy all the time, mentally materially

driven, to the point of exhaustion almost, what’s there to stare at, 

always seeing, bargains everywhere, price tags we adore, can afford that, how

much is that, measuring everything, comparing chasing, ignoring the sun, where we came from.

It’s a busy life, we forget easily, appeasing indefinitely, watching the doom grow,

escaping into ourselves, we fill with sound bytes, that sound all right,

we switch off emotionally, leaving empty caverns everywhere, till our heads fill again,

then it’s time to unload, medical kit or prescription medication, ,

then we begin to race more, speeding to and fro, ignoring where we come from,

world shrinks all around us, used to be a safe environment,  remember what it was before,

forgotten altogether, that we are sun children ever more…

 

When you write words that move the heart, you are making love to the universe

 

When you move the heart you are calling out to God

 

When you cheat on love you unravel inside..

 

 

The straw that broke the camels back wasn’t any stronger than any one before, and the child who prayed the unforgettable prayer, was a tear so far, but also a blessing in disguise.

 

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