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
Sun
DAWSON, SMOKY – Ridin’ with a Smile and a Song
Ridin’, ridin’,
‘Neath the Southern sky;
Ridin’, ridin’,
Happy on the trail am I.
DAWSON, SMOKY - Ridin' with a Smile and a Song
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