light for the path

it's there. you just have to be willing to see it. or have the interest. and the desire to wait for the right moment when the shadows part, the veil is lifted. eyes up. arms and heart open. receptive. opportunity awaits. autumn days filled with history stories read out loud, an essay begun, spelling words on a down- filled couch. the fountain bubbling in the background, the birds in constant sweet choral exchange throughout the trees, flitting in and out of dappled light and waning warmth of fall. grateful? yes, i am. the path is crystal clear.