“Sunshine is always good, when it shines like it should” Gun Roswell
Bright ball of light in the skies
Sunshine and bright blue skies makes one smile
Grey skies and thunderstorms might too be fine
But the snowy vistas of winter with everything bright
Then add to that a shiny ball of sunny rays
And no amount of gloom here will stay
And that is why winter with snow is so great
Except when it’s really not
And then only wishing for days hot
Filled with sunshine all day long
“The sun will always rise, no matter the strife going on below” Gun Roswell
The bright ball of light
In the darkness no on can see, unless you are blessed with the eyes of a beast
In the sunlight, sometimes the complaint for it to be too bright and seeing too much, is not a treat
What is then the perfect middle ground?
And where can it be found?
Surely not the grey areas to hide behind?
But perhaps still, those shadowy corners with enough light, but still the calming darkness alike, make the perfect spot for a small dweller of the ground, feeling less of a, well, guess the words does not mater, not really, only the fact that the balance was finally found.
“The sun is shining again, after a long time being on the bend, at least, here, Up North, there is hardly any kind of daylight seen, not until now, the sun so bright, here is definitely light, in the darkness” Gun Roswell
The Sun
The sun became the very one, a synonym for late spring and summer, because before it was a total bummer, rain and wind, snow and cold for a while long, but now, it’s starting to look a lot like not x-mas, rather the days of something else, greens, blues and other colours too, life everywhere sprouting out, and all someone had to do was to shout; summer is here!
But, do not fear, winter will get back on schedule soon enough, if you are interested in that kind of stuff, like the snow and the sleet, when you totally get cold feet, but for now, let’s simply look up at the skies, as times do fly and soon enough, there warmth of the sunny rays, will be to bed laid.
“The moon is always shining, up there in the high skies, even if it is not so bright” Gun Roswell
Up there in the high skies, the moon spies us
The day bright and full with sunshine, the skies blue as can be, but there is one thing so totally off and perhaps even wrong, as there is something up there too, mixing with the calmest and coolest of hues. Any that, is the dimly lit moon, hovering above us all, not afraid to fall, over the horizon, where it as supposed to be for at least the time of day, when the sun should be the one to dominate, but it seems today, that is not the case. As if being an opposite kind and of a day, with the nightly vision hanging there, as by someone’s decision to leave it up there, for whatever purpose it might serve, no one really knows, but as long as the winds blow and the earth keeps on rotating like it is supposed to, there really is no reason for panic, even if this is not going as planned, and perhaps this unusual event is not to prevent the sun from shining, rather enhancing the experience for us dwellers on the ground.
“Look up, allege way beyond the rooftops and see what wonders lie ahead “ Gun Roswell
Over the rooftops
When traveling the wide world, the pretty things all around can be mostly found on the very ground, but, if you look up, there are more things there to see, than ever imagined there would be. Just like fluffy clouds forming all kinds of images, the sun, the stars and even the moon, but perhaps the last two, only at night. Airplanes and other flying contraptions hovering above, some of them from this planet while others are not. And whatever you out there in the tall skies above the rooftops see, only your very own imagination can limit it for thee. So, do not be blind, but open your mind and enjoy all that the foreign skies can offer, and therefore you will be much richer than the one who dared not and their minds doors simply shut off. Because those who scoff at the wonders out there in the world, usually sooner or later into despair will be hurled. But before that happens, lift your gaze towards the very heavens above, open your eyes and see what glorious things they are able to spy, and the world will be fine again.
“The moon is always there, always present, always hanging there, in the background, day or night, it’s got its space covered, apparently “ Gun Roswell
The moon in the background over there
The all mighty and powerful moon, some say, it was up there in the tall skies, way too soon, as it was only past afternoon, the skies still blue even if there had not been a sun up there for a while. But, there really were no complaints about it, as most dwellers really enjoyed seeing the always very mysterious and its magical dim light, shining more than bright on this day.
The secret though, is not that the moon will go, into hiding for any kind of show, sun, thunder or whatever is thrown upon the small planet and the living creatures below. As this hunk of rock hanging out there in space just above the blue globe it stays, it really never goes away! Hanging in hiding, in the background of the day and in the spotlight during the night, having its personal space all day long, even if the light is not that strong, as it really is not, even its very own, rather borrowed from the sun, and aint’ that all a great big pun!
“The setting sun, is always fun to look at, at least until the darkness settles, when the moon gets all the attention” Gun Roswell
Red sky in the evening light
The sun, late in the evening, settling down, even if it was only just the time of “pre-evening”, still early, to get the skies all dark, as the search for more light, was on the agenda of the day dwellers, trying to do so once again in a hurry, as the sunlight was fast failing and the darkness would lead them to a doom if they had nothing to use to keep the monsters at bay, especially those whom were of the sunshine afraid.
But, soon enough, the sun started setting fast and painting the skies in reds, oranges and yellows for a moment to only last, as a sign for those dwellers to hurry it up, as too soon enough, the darkness was settling in, and the moonlight, usually a saviour for the night, was still nowhere in sight. So, all kinds of fake lights, such as oil burning torches were lit, keeping the elicit at bay. As they were all now secure from the upon coming darkness, the dwellers had finally the time to enjoy the ride of the setting sun, before the day was done and the last rays were gone.
“The moon is on the rising, even if it is just afternoon, well, never mind, I am still smiling“ Gun Roswell
Moonrise in the blue skies
Playing peekaboo and hide and seek up there in the high skies, the moon was ready to rise even if the sun was still nowhere near its setting. But the moon did not mind, to share the space with one of its kind even if it was less brighter and much smaller than the big sister the sun. And even if it had been fun, running around circles in the great heavens, having hidden and peeking out every once in a while, certainly causing a huge big smile on the faces of those onlookers who had spotted the small size planetary object hovering there above them. Still, enjoying the sunshine, at least for a while longer as the time for the night was still beyond the horizon, the day dwellers, would soon turn into night time watchers, only waiting for the smaller kind to take its position up there in the high skies, even if for now, it was the time of the sun to shine and then, make a spectacle while setting for the night, but nothing compared the pale light of the moon, once it had taken its place in the night sky high above all else.
“There is a halo around the world this time of the year, and have no fear, as it is kind of a shield, or then just a pretty effect to be looked at“ Gun Roswell
Halo around the world
The early morning’s sun’s shine, caused it to become quite the uplifting effect, on top of the roofs and beyond it went, as the many colours it did reflect. It was a kind of a shield around the world if you thought about this from the very scientific aspect, but for the most of us mere mortals, it was a simple and enjoyable and quite pretty effect even if it was caused by the sun and the cold and the whatever weather deities might have been up there in the skies and wanting for us to have something a tad more special as the skywatchers of sorts, to look at or perhaps, even take a few snaps as a reminder of the event, for the ole photo album, to be saved for a moment to be reminisced at a later point in time. But still, on that day, for a few hours the phenomena up there would remain, for us dwellers of the group to gawk at in awe and into our minds memory to have it stored, as a rare moment frozen in time up there in the high skies.
“Trying to reach the lighter side while flying towards the sun, can be hard“ Gun Roswell
From darkness into light
The wings heavy and exhausted from flying all through the night, but the fight to survive is far from over. Or at least, that is how it feels, as the only thing this winged being wants to do, is to get into the bright light of the day, wherever it may lay ahead, at least that is the hope for the weary traveller up high in the skies.
But what happens when the darkness finally ends? After having so much time inside there spent, can the light really be the long awaited saviour our winged friend was looking for all this time? Is the feeling they had been looking for simply fine? Basking there, in the eternal light, without any strife the best way of living it, only nice?
Well, guess we will never find out the total truth as some of us prefer the lure of darkness, the shadows so safe, there is simply no way, letting in that bright and shiny sun into the corners where we, the dark dwellers
Rantings Of A Third Kind 