It was another day without a beginning,  and another day without end as the sun reflected soulfully on its dance.

“I shall waltz with elegance across the skies to the symphonic rhythm of the universe.”

“Keeping in time, I shall illuminate the earth and the moon, shedding light on creatures big and small, as nothing lives without importance . . . without intent.”

“Inspired by a movement so sublime, I shall caress the mountains wide, bathe the valleys green and bring stillness to the shifting seas.”

“Then, in keeping with my purpose, I shall perform the inconceivable and blaze the desert floor with blooms.”

“Finally, I shall shine in humility beyond my glorious diminish as I disappear gracefully behind the curtain of night.

For as large and as brilliant as I may seem, my purpose is just to be.

On the other side, where darkness awaits, I am a mere flicker on the stage of time

. . . a partner in a chorus line of cosmic oneness . . . a dancer choreographed to fulfill the Master’s plan.”‘

(c) 2005 Jeanne Bonine