SUNNY SIDE UP!

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Sunny Side Up!

Walk that walk, run that mile, fly that distance…

Measure your steps with baby trots or

Take confident long strides,

With a sprightly prance!

Walk with a spring in your step like nothing matters, Take that leap of faith, soar above the obstacles.

Walk away from hurt, disappointments and expectations,

They're aren't your shackles!

Embrace your flaws, the fragmented and the splintered you

Even the moon shines as a crescent, whether in full, in slices

It's presence can't be denied, it causes tidal waves and tsunamis even when eclipsed or new!

Every frosty winter ends heralding a summer sunshine

Nature teaches us to live our lives in phases...

Love the rhythm of your feet trudging uphill through all the dunes, valleys and dales, my dear

Revel in the glow of every sunrise and sunset

Isn't the view from the mountaintop, spectacular?

Its the burst of colors , patterns and splashes on the vast sky ever so unique, Oh boy!

A celestial show to begin and end our day with peace and joy.

An obsidian inky sky too promises a splatter of diamonds winking

Starshine is the twinkling hope as a rosy hued sky is laminated by rising dawn shimmering

God has painted each ones life journey according to his divine plan with our own unique burst of colours

Look up at life! It's Sunny-side up with myriad hues and flavours!

Pic Courtesy: Online sources. Due credit given to the artist unknown to me

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