And Tomorrow?

And tomorrow?   The sun sinks into the western horizon.   The flames of  desperation, of sadness, torment and pain, burn the fragments of society, burn the hearts and souls of so many, in this 'green and pleasant land'.   And tomorrow?  What of tomorrow?

I sit alone in my garden.  Listen to the gentle wind swirling through the trees.  I gaze at our magical moon and the tears of feeling so helpless, so hopeless, trickle down my cheeks.  In a darkened room, lies my son.  My son, tired from another day of going nowhere in a nowhere land.  With sleep, I pray he finds a few precious moments of freedom from the pain.
I am but one man, one man who will do his utmost to make this world a better place.  It starts with the understanding that a positive environment starts from within.   In turn, I extend this positivity to my son and the rest of the world.
May we embrace a better way and be here for each other.  We can and we shall make a difference.  For this must be our legacy to our children.  We can give a gift of a better tomorrow, for all living things, on our precious and fragile planet.  In peace, compassion and kindness, Gary.

Glowing Optimism.

I sat in my dimly lit living room. Three flickering candles cast dancing shadows upon the walls. The ambience of this tranquil setting filled my heart, my soul, my mind, with peaceful, contented gratitude. I have so much to be grateful for.

I sat there alone, yet I was not alone. I stared at the candles and within their glow, I saw the smiling faces of friends afar and friends nearby. I knew that they would be pleased, I knew they would be comforted. For they realise that such simple beauty, as the reassuring flame of a candle, would fill my being with a sense of inner peace.

I sat there and I smiled. I am so lucky. I have a lovely home, a beautiful garden and genuine, honest friends. My positive thinking of the world around continues to grow in strength. I will never, ever again, allow negative speculation to sabotage my right to a peaceful and happy life.

I sat there and I listened. The wind blew through the branches of the trees. The rain pelted upon my windows. I was warm and I was cosy. The candles, with one last moment of brilliant flicker, faded away and the room became dark. It was time for me to sleep. It was the end to a perfect evening.

The candles had glowed and I to shall glow. For glowing optimism for a better life, a better world for you, for me, is an ideal that I embrace.