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Basking in the Essence of Sunlight
I find my mind spent and without form or focus
as I exist traversing the days of a routine
existence devoid of Joy but with a pain that
is multiplied in such great abundance its void
seems...bottomless.
I feel as the wanderer who is still lost and the
fool who is still unlearned. In a decision to
endure in a circumstance filled with confusion
but blessed with the possibility of something
so exceptional it transcends our selfish issues.
What foolishness is it that we do not allow
ourselves to see the trouble coming though we
know that there is trouble brewing as sure as
the brilliance of the moonrise is the product
of the primary celestial body expressing itself.
In my mind, he was that, that baby boy. He was
the brilliant light that she reflected. His
innocence and his purity were his power. So in
these eyes, the beauty I once saw in her was, in
part, the celestial beauty of his reflected corona.
Haven't you ever seen it? Of course you have. You
see it each and every time a baby is brought into
a room. It's a thousand smiles beeing turned on
and every single one has its own magnificent light.
It is the joy of creation, the love of new life,
the wonder of renewal, the beauty of the divine
plan that leads us happily to the special warmth
that is the source of the light that comes from
the presence of a new child anywhere it goes.
SO, it is here that I grieve...angrily perhaps.
Angry I did not get to experience the purity of
his brilliance for myself. In turmoil because I
did not know the sweetness of a firstborn child.
You see, this is the wonder when we are basking
in the essence of Sunlight. The light warms and
energizes and makes beautiful everything it comes
in contact with. It is reflected in the beauty of
our lives and in the special smiles on our faces.
Many have asked if it was ALL an illusion. And to
their inquiries I had no real answer because I, too,
was unsure. But, in the light that the truth is, I
found my surety in the fact that well after his
parting he touched the lives of all who knew of him.
SO I am so very glad that he was so close to just...
being. But oh, imagine if that marvelous light had
been allowed to be seen full-on in all of its brilliance...
I bask in the thought of that.
