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