Sunrise, Sunset

Living the majority of my life on the East coast of the United States afforded me numerous occasions to view wondrous sunrises. Nothing is more awe inspiring than to sit quietly on the shores of the Atlantic Ocean and watch as this big, fiery ball breaks the horizon to greet a new day. Fresh and new...young and untainted. It always provided me with such hope that each day could be new and different. There is one major drawback to living life on one coast...you never get to experience the opposite reaction.

Now I live in the panhandle of Texas where I can view both sunsets and sunrises on a daily basis. I have been dumbfounded by their beauty. I have been rendered speechless. They have also left me with a deeper understanding of the cyclical nature of life and the human circumstance.

People are brought into our lives for one reason or another...for us to learn something about ourselves, to gain that ever growing deeper understanding and to find inner peace...to experience true happiness. I symbolically connect this to sunrises and sunsets. Some people stay for many phases of the moon and some for only a short time. I am okay with that. I get it. I understand. I am just deeply grateful that my heart is so large as to accept the failings, the triumphs of myself and others...to realize that each day is birthed with newness.

I have missed you. You know who you are. You will always be my sunrise and my sunset...no matter the distance between our hearts.

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I'll tell you how the sun rose,—

A ribbon at a time.

The steeples swam in amethyst,

The news like squirrels ran.

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The hills untied their bonnets,

The bobolinks begun.

Then I said softly to myself,

“That must have been the sun!”

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But how he set, I know not.

There seemed a purple stile

Which little yellow boys and girls

Were climbing all the while

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Till when they reached the other side,

A Domini in gray

Put gently up the evening bars,

And led the flock away.

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This is Home Girl on the Range wishing you a very blessed day.