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Into the light

deep down inside me there’s a yearning a stirring – something pulling me I hear Mother Earth calling to me out of the valley and up the hill the light calls me higher to seek out the last glimpses of Father Sun as our part of the Earth turns slowly away for renewal for a time to start again fresh awakened in the morning dew drops

I watch the sky sing her praises pinks, golden, blues, greys honouring the light that every single cell in my body craves, needs relies on yours too

I am a sun-worshipper in another life I must have been a lizard chasing the sunspots hibernating in winter

we desire the light to warm us and illuminate the world in the light I see things I never knew were there they come into clarity and I feel a peace fall over me like the morning mist soft, gentle, refreshing

I am renewed I am held


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