It Is All About Timing
The sun is playing games
Teasing for a minute or two
Between mountains swathed in gray clouds
Briefly shining on the wet pavement
Not long enough to warm the air
Like grasping for a dream, not quite reaching it
As the light fades again
The wind whistles stories in the trees
Making me think of many stories I have to tell
Some important enough to make a difference
When truth is told the sun shines in hearts
Not only in the sky to see
Sometimes resolution comes from taking risks
Persistently following a dream after it slips away
Knowing it is all about timing, faith, inner beliefs
The rest is only the trick of unpredictable diversion
Heidi Sands
5/7/17
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