Bring The Sunshine

“BRING THE SUNSHINE”

BY SHEB SCHEBELLA

What more can one offer than to stand before the sea, only to cross to the other side seeking to be free. Paroles haunting journey it sometimes can be when you reach the other shore and nothing presents it self, but our shadow casting out to greet thee. With doubt and fear we wipe the dried sea salt from are skin. Try to focus are eyes on a new path to begin. Where once we felt a calling now the whisper is even thinner than grey whiskers on our chin. Bucking up with courage, for a new journey must begin, but who’s to say it can not end for the reasons why our quest began, for if there is two heart beats then what may appear bleak is truly not the end. A labyrinth we have sought, a labyrinth we shall find, but more importantly the Labyrinth was built around us, but only in our mind. We have created the complexity of what we seek to find; even if it may have been handed to us. We turn are backs on our prize, for some odd antiquated reason we need to stew more in the riddle and the rhyme. The mind sometimes can be a very vicious gift and to viscous to allow are selves to hear the calling of our hearts, and so we turn toward the darkness to sort out the parts. It is here in the darkness that we find we know less than from the start of our quest. It was fear that tampered with our goals and misguided our souls, but if the gift giver was truly meant for us, all one needs to do is turn back toward the light. We will cry out “BRING THE SUNSHINE!” for we have pondered long enough through this bitter lonely night, for it has stolen are dreams, and we only slept amongst the dead. The walls of the Labyrinth will crumble and there we shall be humble as the viscous nature of our doubt flows out, allowing are hearts to open up and sing like beautiful piano music bounced across a calm sea; we will find are selves once again on the beach standing ankle deep in cool sand holding hands realizing the gift we sought truly was handed to us and meant for you and me.