The gentle waves break on shore once afar and haunted with summer’s past, now close and familiar with warmth known from on high.
How does the seagull cry in the night so fair and warm? Does he anticipate the coming dawn with hope and good will?
Questions not of a bird’s mind, as the constant glow of our star gives rise to another day, so does the answer to all of life’s riddles. The beauty of the here and now, the present moment, captures even the most cynical of hearts and renders them anew, giving the gift that was meant for all to share in, for there is more than enough to share…always. So stop ye not from giving of the heart and sing your song with grace and conviction, filling you up with the love that can only come from above. May God’s Peace and Love always be with you. Peace M