The spring breeze carries whispers of a cold winter chill, as the essence of renewal permeates the air. Flowers begin to unfurl, swaying amidst the distant melodies. They dance alone, without the rhythm of a fluttering heartbeat to join them.   Spring melts into the warm embrace of summer, as the breeze whirls through a plethora of colours.  The sun begins to set, as the orange and raspberry sky ripples into dusk.  The distance is more vast, a deep gaze without floating on th

Sometimes it is dark, very dark. Cutting into the light Or seeping slowly. Eventually the dark pathways narrow Or the light casts itself into the dark. Different shades of life Of wholeness and joy Depths and paths in the luminous bends All going somewhere Another point in life. Forms of light Cutting into the dark Reaching out and merging Living among both Somewhere on the path. With the other, without the other A contrasting balance. Light in the dark Let your eyes flow And

The luminosity emanating from the sun no longer blinded me. I gazed at its reflection as it beamed down, glistening amongst the waves of life. The fluctuating waves, rising and falling, take me to different depths. Some waves feel familiar, just another point in time. The sun is always there. Thoughts and feelings radiate and arise, wandering up and amongst the clouds, dispersed by the wind into the vastness. The sunlight fades as sombre clouds gather. Drifting thoughts among