I woke to see the sunrise today.

When was the last time you did so, my loves? To stand alone at the cusp of a brand new day? To watch the moon bow fleetingly to dawn, and revel in the grace of her beauty?

It’s their merging which lends the miracle, I’m told; enchanted moments gifted only to the beholder.

“Ô, Sunlight!,” writes Payne. “The most precious gold to be found on Earth.”

Her radiance breaking through the edge of night, and begging eternity’s most-pressing question. Until, at once, she stands alone – a reflection upon the frailty of this one, precious human life.

We are but momentary glimpses, my loves. Though, just as the dawn, our light prevails.

And within each new sunrise, hope’s promise begins.

In peace…

Namaste ❤️