Just wait

When darkness comes before sunset and weariness overwhelms the light

It is so easy to forget the warmth that manifests beyond all comprehension

So easy to think it is only a dream, only a thought, a passing moment in a world where life is mis-measured in dollars and pounds and everything except what it is.

Waiting, I thought it was the myth, but after tasting, I knew it was the truth and still I find it hard during the dark times to remember . . .

That all is well and all is well and all is very well and the universe cares for those open enough to believe that.