As cirrus chugs merrily to the west,
A lark heralds the rising sun in the east.
His song speaks of breaking ties to past conditionings,
And of the eternal innocence of new beginnings.
As the sun’s rays warm the cold earth
So too do they bring enlightenment
and realisation to the people who
are so very lost in the darkness that engulfs them.
A cooling breeze ruffles the petals of a field of roses,
Just like the roses, the people also find reprieve in the
cool vibrations that
Brings a pleasurable release from the heat of daily life.
A women carefully packs soil around seedlings,
Just as a mother would lovingly dress her loved one for
the new day.
A father of time silently rocks on his creaking rocking chair,
The reflecting shadows in his eyes
Speak of pain, happiness, compassion, oppression and depression,
And yet he lifts his hand in acknowledgement to a
youngster on his way to school.
For it is said that time has a way of healing one’s soul
And the dawning of a new day brings exuberance to the
gait of humanity.
And now we all walk in the ray of love mapped by the
Creator of new days!
