I saw the sun rise today over the train. It's nice to see it there. Today I didn't make it to the water to see it, but I'm still inspired because I need to be.
The bright warm encouragement that the sun is offering, I am accepting.
The sun rises every day, consistently giving, and steady in it's support.
I'd like to ask the sun to be my mentor, but I suppose it already is. It has seen me as a baby, and reached tender rays into my cradle. When I understood that I could move my hands, I played with the golden light.
Of course the sun also sees the wider view, and sees explosions that kill.
I invite the sun to teach me all it can. I am a limited being, yet I strive to do good. I strive to understand. I strive to belong.
To the sun, my life may be meaningless, yet as I feel the caress of its warmth I remain encouraged to go forward and be the person I need to be.