Celebratory dance

To wake up early to greet the sunrise, the day, is a gift we give to ourselves, for in the quiet of the Dawn we get to know the hidden portions within, a conversation that satiates and uplifts. In the changing shades of orange and pink chasing and spreading in the lap of the sky, i saw a lone star proudly sharing the stage with the rising sun. The frantic awed chatter of the birds, some even breaking out into a mad celebratory dance. Felt the touch of God, born as stars, scaling horizons, building our presence on stage, shining brightly declaring our existence, making way to meld into the light.. to become the light.. Thought of meditation, and our thoughts, how they play havoc with our moods, our health, our emotions.. our lives.. and decided to just think about Nature in all its grandeur and wonder without wavering, and it worked, for love is an aphrodisiac leaving none exempt, and nature speaks the language of love constantly. A Living meaning of life, it holds answers to all we seek.