"Laughter is a sunbeam of the soul."
Thomas Mann
There is something indescribable that shifts in our body as we either watch the sun rise or the sun set. In one, there is a hope for new beginnings; while in the other, there is a pause for the what may have been.
The gift accompanying a sun whether rising or setting is a presence so we do not feel alone. Even when accompanied by the unseen, we feel a strength gathering to assist us embrace what is approaching or release what is leaving.
Even though my fears form clouds floating over the sun, my heart has learned that it will always be there, hanging in the sky, waiting for me. Like a flower, I turn my face upwards, reaching for the connection to stimulate my soul.
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