...I am reminded...

In the sinking of the darkest Amber of the sun, I am reminded that we are never truly alone. We are only alone if we so choose to be.
In the washed out gold of the rising of same sun, I know that I am wanted. This is how I truly survive each day.
In the pale glow of the silver moon, I am reminded of the peace we all experience in our unique ways. We see through only our eyes alone.
In the blackness of the new moon, I know the darkness is temporary. There is always a light when we need it most.
In the deep green of spring trees, I am reminded of life. With every ending there is always a new beginning.
In the rich copper of Autumn leaves, I know beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Each stage of life, even death, will be experienced by all.