Let the light do its work

I stand in the backyard.

There are more leaves 

on the ground

since yesterday. 

The morning is cool

and so I seek the sun.

I step into the rays

and can’t help but

notice that the

sun is in a different spot. 

The light has moved. 

I turned, to see where it was

that the sun used to hit. 

Ah, yes, that plant

is probably glad 

for the shift in the 

sun’s rays. 

The seasons of the soul

are not unlike the seasons 

of the earth. 

There are times that the 

light shines on one aspect

of life and that which 

is lit up

consumes us for a bit,

holds our attention

in a bright embrace.

And then the light shifts.

That which is now

in the sun’s path

is warming,

becoming pliable, 

moldable,

so that change can happen. 

When the sun shifts off

of one part of who we are,

it is so that it can

cool and harden.

So that

what was once pliable 

can be solid.

So that it doesn’t move. 

So that what we’ve learned

in that season 

can be built upon in

another season. 

What is the light shining on now?

Is it causing you to

squirm,

melt,

feel undone?

This is what growth feels like. 

Let the light do its work.

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