There is buried within us
Reflection by Edwina Gateley
a beauty hidden so deep
that we would think
it would sleep forever.
But there are those,
whose eyes so luminous shine,
they reflect upon our universe
the light of the Divine.
High winds began around 7:00 pm last night. About the time I went to bed we were experiencing lightning, thunder, rain and hail. Made for a rather noisy night. This morning it is overcast, gusting winds and cold at 48 degrees. Does not feel close to what we’d expect of a June morning but the storm has passed.
I sit here watching the trees sway with the wind. As clouds move east, patches of blue sky appear allowing the light of the sun to peek through clouds. I choose to see it as a promise of a brighter day.
I have met people whom the poet is describing and what a difference they make in this world. They are the ones who shine their light when the darkness of the storm is all we see. I believe more people are shining that much needed Divine light in our world. So, I choose to see that as a promise this morning. Maybe the storm of our troubled world has passed over.
