Morning

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The flood

The flood

The flood came and then the sun came.
Worldly extensions remained to be worthless and Goodness, Love, Mercy... triumphed.
Wickedness of power exposed and angels of charity dwelled in pure hearts.
A solid jolt of reality and hard lessons learned.
Overwhelming grief and longings for Peace and Joy.
Everything around perishable and Soul within that matters.
Let courage and charity shine and humanness prevail.
Let sadness dissipate and the immaterial within rejoice.
Life remains beautiful along with all realities around.
The flood came and then the sun came and signs of flood disappearing.
The flood came and then the sun came and people talking about the hot sun now.
What matters is not rain, flood, drought, fire or any destruction, but what the heart does and the soul yearns.
The flood came and then the sun came and Life continued.