For on sunny days, I love to let my bones warm,
soaking up the warm rays
and when the clouds take over
from my humble perspective anyway
I know in those same bones that I can trust
the sun is there shining
even behind those clouds
the rain
washes
nourishes
embraces
tickles
pummels
traces the edges
ready rivulets
down my cheeks
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Life…
may as well go for it
immerse in the miracle of it
swim in the stuff of it
dive in the thrill of it
float with the flow of it
What a gift!
Wet, wild, wonderful life
(It’s great when it’s sunny, too…)
Many cold wet days
the winds blow
counter to my thoughts
yet there is the fire
in the center of my hearth
sparking new ideas
warming my bones
burning passion for life
on even the darkest night
