The sun shines brightly for some;
for some each ray dances upon their soul
in a rich myriad of tones and hues
- so warmly kissing the outer shell that all clouds,
skin, and sinew bear no barrier.
It seeps in, and right back out
- in it's rebound, beautifully tempered
(perfectly natural for life's gourmets)
- warming, increasing the flow in others.
The individual's personal sun
does the same unto the rest.
It shines, dances it's way through all barriers,
No care of dimension, size or span -
it acts, plays, touches, braves through it all
as if it were nothing, as a frolicking butterfly in the wind, above flowers
of all sizes, strengths, and colours
- in this blue garden of delights (terrible and beautiful, of sorrow and love).
When your personal sun shines upon others
you understand the universe a little better..
It is the sharing that bursts any bubble
that devides any thing
This is one of the beauties of music, and of being
To Naná Vasconcelos
(photo: a Philips record cover, ''Amazonas")