I asked the universe for sunshine today. I woke up disappointed to gloom (what the weather man had called for, so I should not have been surprised!), but apparently my wish superseded the forecast. As I drank coffee, a promising little break in the clouds over the mountain teased… perhaps. Very pretty, so I took a pic. Then by the time I had finished coffee, the clouds had cleared and wow! Full on sunshine. Threw on my boots and coat, and took a long glorious walk to begin my day.

You see? Sometimes our wishes are answered. Wishing you a beautiful day, full of good things. Because yes, life is a gift and to be savored. 🙂

Life Is a Gift

It’s a blue-sky day,
one of those
beauteous blue-full,
joyously jocular,
splendidly splashy,
exceptional days –
I long to shout
LIFE IS A GIFT
in unmistakable
letters across the
blue shiny yonder,
to imprint them
indelibly on your
mind, so you’ll –

Remember when
the dark clouds roll
in, on a day when
life feels pissy and
oh so problematic,
to take a deep breath,
and close your eyes,
and gently pull the
gray gloom aside,
to see those big
oh so true words
I etched on blue
for you, so that
you’d never forget –

Life is a gift.

© Susan L Hart 2025 / Life is a Gift is an excerpt from Soul Journey: The Poetry of Life

The Trees Weep

The willow weeps,
the pine trees moan,
all Nature’s feeling it,
deep to the bone.

Humans out of sync,
not hearing their hearts,
the soul of the Earth’s
being torn apart.

“Technology’s call
mesmerized them all,
and why can’t they see,
their hate is a wall?”

The mountains watch,
their strength eons old,
the oceans too have
seen centuries unfold.

They will endure, but
will humans be here?
“It seems they don’t care,
they don’t hold us dear.”

The eleventh hour
draws swiftly nigh,
trees watch us, crying,
will this be goodbye?

The Trees Weep is from Humanity’s Lament: Poetry for Our Times.