PAINS OF SORROW AND LONELINESS

The sun peaks up and shines its way into my life once more, the birds they flutter and scurry about as the dew drips off the freshly opened Rose. I awaken to see the glory of another bright orange rising sun with a fresh start to another day everything is white and bright and cherry. I face this day like all other days wondering what it shall bring, will today be the day of all the day s that I have wondered about for so long,, or is today another day of the truths of Life. Will I greet the day with great holiness.. and all the honesty of the light of happiness.

There is the dread of loneliness that is always ripe on the vine of disparity which beacons for another day to start with its bright days and holy comings of all that is to be with held from the vine of despair yet another day has come and gone with the truth of all that is holy and righteous yet it is still being dragged back like the darkness as it gives way to the rising suns glory. There is not much to do be dun but run and hide as it has no where else to go back behind the forbidding earth to hide away from the coming of another day which will not to be share with anything but the un-righteousness of it all.

What shall it be today I wonder another day of dread and loneliness? I say to the times and that I swear to the life that I have been given that it will pass but like the night giving way to the sun as the fresh dew slips away the darkness and loneliness comes back again like a thief in the night taking away the everything that is precious the dark cold loneliness of it all comes around again. I stair into the night lit sky as the truth echoes into my mind that the truth of all that is loneliness and despair knows no boundaries of time or location for there it is for all to share there no matter who or where you are. The town the city or in a the deep deep canyon it is not the light that brings happiness it is not the dark that brings the loneliness, it is nothing but the truth, that is all it is yet there is not dark truth there is only un-happiness and despair of the heart that the heart is all that is lonely and the truth should not be the cause of loneliness it is nothing but the truth for if it was not for the sun there would only be darkness and if it was not for the sun there would be no rose in the garden and the garden would then be alone with the vine of despair loneliness  and vacant for the night sky.