You never know when it’s important to get the right message to the right person, until you’ve once given the wrong message to the wrong person. There’s a problematic issue there of the message and who it should be given to. Try now – this message.
It’s nearly midnight and the day is gone, but soon the sun will be branding the morning with a different identity – that of yet another day.
The image is golden. The sunlight sending out spires from a round orb in the eastern sky, fingers of light that dance across the horizon. But there, right at the point of center, as the sun rises above the horizon, there’s an indention in the planet and liquid fire flows from the horizon to where you stand. A single strand of light from the sun, right to your toes.
Life begins in that instance, yet again, in a new day. No past exists for that moment and you only know that you have been blessed by the new day, now fading into history.
Midnight ink has no power – only the source of strength and assurance comes with the day. The written word is crisp, clear and to the point. Don’t miss an opportunity to send your words into the future with meaning. You’re a writer. Keep your pencils sharp.
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1 danielle // Jul 6, 2010 at 5:22 pm
Jan,
You and I are drawn to the sunrises and sunsets of our lives. It’s a marking, a timepiece, a right of coming and going that sets the rhythm of our days, gives motion to our living, meaning to our place on the planet.
When ALL else fails us, Nature is always on schedule.
A meaningful post that I enjoyed sharing – thank you.
MBB (Mrs. Barn Builder)
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