The Sun

Have you ever seen

anything

in your life

more wonderful

than the way the sun,

every evening,

relaxed and easy,

floats toward the horizon

and into the clouds or the hills,

or the rumpled sea,

and is gone--

and how it slides again

out of the blackness,

every morning,

on the other side of the world,

like a red flower

streaming upward on its heavenly oils,

say, on a morning in early summer,

at its perfect imperial distance--

and have you ever felt for anything

such wild love--

do you think there is anywhere, in any language,

a word billowing enough for the pleasure

that fills you,

as the sun

reaches out,

as it warms you

as you stand there,

empty-handed--

or have you too

turned from this world--

or have you too

gone crazy

for power,

for things?

~Mary Oliver

The only thing that I have seen as wonderful as the sun, are my two children rising into their own, into adulthood, proud and free, forging their way through time, evolving into greater expressions of themselves, their rays warming me & the world. Today it is too hot, the sun too intense, and so I must remember the joy and the pleasure of a sunset or a sunrise & a glass of homemade lemonade. Thank you sun for making lemons possible. Thank you sun for Life and my beautiful children. Amen.