What if the sun was pink?
When you walked out into the sunshine,
would the warmth feel instead like happiness?
Would its glow feel like kisses
on soft pink baby skin?
Would you choose to live this life of kindness and joy,
since in life there is always a choice?
Would the light of a pink sun
drape you in peace and fill you
with the hunger to learn and grow and become
more than you thought you could be?
Would you dance?
Would you swim?
Would you believe me when I say
that you are cherished, loved…
That your life and its journey matters and
how you live them is your legacy to time, to nature, and to God?
If the sun was pink,
would you claim this existence?
Or, would you let it fade like the sunset
in a pink and purple sky?
Don’t wait.
The sun is yellow.
Choose now.
Comments
I love the sun in it’s many colors…and I see you do too…great
I like the way you think ~ what if ~ in pink~ lovely prose ~ the offering of chosing ~ well done :)