Day 147a: Those ever more glorious Morns … (September 23, 2019)
Every morning is a glorious morning; another wonderful time to be awake and alive – and yet this particular morning held a special sort of beauty; a glowing wonderment that had to be felt in person to be in any way truly known or understood …
“If there is indeed nothing new under the sun, at least the Sun itself is always new, always re-creating its own ineffable radiance out of its own inexhaustible fire … Each night, when we go to sleep, we die. And every next morning, when we wake up, we are reborn. Let us live each day accordingly; let us live each day with Love … Love taught me to die with dignity, that I might come forth anew in a freshly cleansed splendor. Born once of the flesh, and then again of fire, we are reborn repeatedly thereafter to the sound of our names humming haikus in Heaven’s mouth.” ~ inspired by Michael Sims, Mahatma Gandhi & Aberjhani
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