This day begins like no other

And will be like none before or after

Can we see all its majesty?

Can we truly see it?

And, if we can, can we meet it with our own magic?

Each time the sun describes the sky with its brilliant arc

Let it remind us that our luminosity and brilliance are no lesser

And that amongst the grubbery and drudgery of quotidien tasks -

And perhaps, more so, within them -

we are nothing less than colossal beams of some distant collapsing galaxy

Humbly channeled through this mortal dream of life

in our eyes, our mind, our habits, our hearts.

Only sentimental nostalgic regret, foolishness and cowardice

could force us to overlook these facts;

Hopefulness, joyousness, awe, wonder and enchantment consistently

Defiantly

outweigh any doubt, grief or uncertainty.

We are one light within the lecture halls, the stadiums and 

the universal symphony of lights

And we can see its presence in the shell gleam of the smallest beetle.

So, sing your song...dance your beat...step to the infinite melody

of the inexhaustible turning record of the world

Your groove and its silent lovebirds patiently wait for you

unblemished since the day you were born.

Inspired by the unmatchable wondrousness I feel around Rishi and Chandra