Good day, sunlight
I'd like to say how truly bright you are.
You don't know me, but I know you
See, you're my favorite star.
Today, I woke up to bright (and HOT) sunlight falling all over my bed. At first, I was a little miffed. It was, after all, 7 am. But alas, I was up for the day. Once the buzz of my family members fizzled out, as the last car pulled out of the driveway, I decided to make the most of this morning quiet time. I went downstairs and toasted some bread. Poured myself an ice cold glass of homemade iced tea, squeezed a juicy, bright yellow lemon wedge. Spread some butter and raspberry jam over my toast. I then picked up my breakfast and headed out to the backyard. I settled myself at the table by the crystal blue pool and, feeling the loving warmth of the sun against my skin, ate my breakfast, sipped my tea, and read a book. The birds all around were singing, the water in the pool made that refreshing tinkling noise, and there was a gentle breeze blowing through the leaves of the tall, lusciously green trees that scatter around the yard. The temperature was perfect- the sun made it warm, and the breeze made it cool; a perfect balance. That's what life is, I think. A balance.
After awhile, I set my book down and closed my eyes. Not to fall asleep, but to drink it all in. The smell of the warm earth, mingled with the scent of flowers drifting over from somewhere along the side of the house. The sound of the leaves rustling. The feeling of pure contentment, of pure joy. I find that I am the most joyful when I am content. Not loud and exuberant and surrounded, although I do find happiness in those moments with friends. But for me, true joy comes from the solitude and contented wonder of the natural world. The sunrise, the vast ocean, and somedays, even my backyard.
I love the summer. I love the morning. I feel grateful to be alive on this gorgeous day in June.
