Fire

I lie in bed in the morning, covers thrown back.    There is growing light under the shade and I wait for the full rising of the sun.   Soon that glorious, roaring ball of fire will show itself on the horizon and carry me into another day on an rolling wave of energy.

An immense ball of burning gas will spread its energy across my tiny world, bathing everything in its power.   It again will warm my cells, both with today’s rays and those stored from days past.   The sea of air around me will swirl with excitement, stirred into a frenzy by the energy pouring down from the sky.   It will become part of me and grow my connection to the energy of the universe.

It will penetrate plants with energy that will some day become part of me and energize my presence, further connecting me with the world.   Somewhere, the energy of the sun is penetrating plants that will become my food.   It is right now gifting me the future fire I will need to move and think and thrive.

The sun makes no distinction between good and evil, animate and inanimate.   It energizes everyone and everything alike, saints and tyrants, all are bathed in its rich abundance.   Its energy is shared by all.  It is a great equalizer until it becomes part of us and we take possession of all it can do.