Early hours
Hold such power;
What a gift to wake
To be here
With eyes open
To see the morning light break
This early light
Gently waking the day
From the night
Orchestrated by the dance of the sun
That never sleeps
But every morning
Pulls back the night time's sheets
Revealing a new day yawning
Dawning, these early hours
In all their grace and power
Oh, what a gift to wake.
This little blog right here, is simply an exploration of my own human 'design' and a means of trying to express its reason for being! I don't know about you, but I'm curious. Curious about trying, and seeing what happens. Each day is an opportunity to try and align ourselves with our own basic goodness. Every situation, person we meet, is our teacher, our guide to learning and becoming more aware of ourselves. The signposts pointing us toward fulfillment of our reason for being, are all out there. It's simply up to us whether we open our hearts to them. Only we can decide whether or not we try. But life ain't fun if you don't try, so seek, explore, and be eternally curious about the life you've obtained. Be your own adventurer and you will find, there really is 'bien raison d'être' - much reason for being.
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