Same forecast One hears partly cloudy skies Another thinks rain **** Remarks: This poem was inspired by a friendly discussion by my colleagues at work regarding each person’s differing impression of the exact same weather forecast.
Perhaps, The Sun is so warmly welcomed, Not only Because it enlivens our senses; But, because Every day Its ordained duty, Is to pour Another precious drop, Of the light of eternal glory, Into the secret depths, Of our awaiting soul.
“And still, after all this time,The sun never says to the earth,“You owe Me.” Look what happens withA love like that,It lights the Whole Sky.”― Hafiz
Her orb of precious golden warmth and light makes a brief appearance And then departs. The Sun, she will appear again tomorrow for another command performance. But for today she hastens to the horizon to shed her light there. I remember my grandma would say when the days grew shorter, “Child, take night and makeContinue reading “Another command performance”