Sun After Rain

I lost sight of the use of my imagination which I had once understood implicitly but gave in to words in the world around me which refuted that truth explicitly. I became like a dead star in an infinity of pain unable to get dry in an infinity of rain. I had to renew and re-knit and review all I once knew and so began anew to return to the light and the truth of my birth. To put into words inner voices I heard to restructure the way as clear as night and day that is different for each in their own special way that brings us fulfillment in work rest and play. I would not go back to the night of my lack but it brought me to here - glad of the attack that made me fight back and get back on track to before things went black and I suffered the rack. Now I see more clearly and hold even more dearly the light of my knowing and from whence it is flowing which sets my heart glowing with love overflowing as fresh winds are blowing and new shoots are growing. I want to go back yet go forward in fact to a new kind of knowing and a kind of a pact that's at once old and new and a way to renew forever and ever all that is true. I will dance in this light and I will dance in the night. When I can't see the sun, I won't die of fright. I'll await its return as it's thought I relearn and so renew its light with each turn. The sun and the rain and the pleasure and pain that are all part of life are an ancient refrain yet are new every day we awake on our way learning and growing in our work rest and play. At the core is our dreams at the heart of our schemes as we dream and imagine all manner of themes and try on for size new ways to feel alive that bring us back to the light of day after night. We cannot lock down the way things should sound when the song's ever flowing of our inner knowing and we need to renew the song with this view and so going forward we come back to what's true. This is Sun after rain, pleasure after pain, Day after night and the way toward light. Rain and dark of confusion with shades of delusion give way to the light that sees through the illusion. Along the way, dreams rule the day they do not reflect but project what will be if we would see, into them we must see and find there the light that sets us all free.