When the light comes


This was the sky for no more than five minutes this morning. Within ten minutes it had reverted to the dull greyness that we have had for days. This morning I showed some friends this photo, as we talked about the effect of the constant grey on our souls. I wanted them to know that there had been colour and light, and that somewhere behind the grey it was still there.

I woke this morning and my first thoughts were clear and light filled and such a contrast to the darkness that keeps pulling me back. I had clarity and hope and I saw in colour again. I know that like the colour in the sky it may only last for a few hours, or a day, or maybe longer, but I will hold on to it. I know the colour and the beauty and the light is out there or maybe it’s within me. Either way ( and maybe both are true) I am going to enjoy this day.

Hope. It’s all around.


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