Sun

ANTHONEY, DAINERE

Carry the sun inside you and reach out for the dreams that guide you. You have everything you need to take you where you want to go then.

ANTHONEY, DAINERE

GREER, GERMAINE

One may not reach the dawn save by the path of the night.

GREER, GERMAINE

HALL, LINCOLN

Keep your eyes wide open in the darkest of times. Only then you can rely on shooting stars.

HALL, LINCOLN

HARPUR, CHARLES – Dawn And Sunrise In The Snowy Mountains

A few tin strips of fleecy cloud lies long
And motionless above the eastern steeps,
Like shreds of silver lace: till suddenly,
Out from the flushing centre to the ends
On either hand, their lustrous layers become
Dipt in all crimson streaked with pink and gold;
And then, at last, are edged as with a band
Of crystal fire.

HARPUR, CHARLES - Dawn And Sunrise In The Snowy Mountains

HARRIS, ROLF – Sun arise

Sun arise, she bring in the morning.
Sun arise, bring the morning, fluttering her skirts all around.
Sun arise, she come with the dawning.
Sun arise, coming with the dawning, spreading all the light all around.

HARRIS, ROLF - Sun arise

JOCHINKE, DAVID – of country life

I love the fact I’m working with my hands and producing something, but you’ve got to be mentally fit to survive it… Rural Victoria is slowly dying, communities are getting smaller, support is getting less. But every day the sun comes up. You just get back into it and do it.

JOCHINKE, DAVID - of country life

LANGLEY, EVE – Not Yet the Moon

The sun was a warrior whom I gladly contested and whom I overthrew. Dazzling and magnificent was the sun’s army on my back and joyous were the blades of sweat that came from my pores and vanquished him.

LANGLEY, EVE - Not Yet the Moon

LISTER, CHRISTINE – The Hidden Journey

The sun is higher now, highlighting the grass and the bushes while I write. It is so beautiful. It lifts my spirits bringing light to the darkest areas.

LISTER, CHRISTINE - The Hidden Journey

LISTER, CHRISTINE – The Hidden Journey

It’s another beautiful spring day in Paradise. Birds are twittering. Soft pink streaks across the sky warming me, warming the day, and making me feel heartened. I love the sunlight. How could I live without the sun? It makes me feel warm inside and out.

LISTER, CHRISTINE - The Hidden Journey