...sunny day for my soul...

Couple days ago I wrote a poem:

...dark...

morning after morning
- dark
my body hurting
- dark
my mind blank
-dark
hard to face a new day
everyday rain
everyday tragical news
everyday complaints
Who was holding back the Light?

That picture was the first sight
this morning.
I saw the sun coming up and like golden veil covering
all the trees and brushes in its way. What a sight! Heaven had sent the Light
to start a new day. like overload of power to lift up my drab thoughts occupying
my soul these dark days.
To make it all the more radiant I had a visitor who brightened the day completely.
The Light mus have been held back for a purpose for me
to realise that I don't make the days or the Light.
...my prayers have been answered...

Unusual

What a day! First sunlight fell on a scant veil of snow spread over everything. First day of December. Nature does not go by man made calendar. Winter does not start according to it till twenty first. Though autumn does not want to surrender easily. My primulas are still trying to keep blooming even so this mornings snow was notifying them about winters approach just small steps at a time. I just could not resist taking pictures of the unusual morning for later memory.
Surprise! Within couple hours heaven cried for parting with autumn - it rained and washed all the snow away. I had another look at my beautiful primula and she had the brightest smile to sun.
...and I just thought - I did not organize this - still -
cheer full appreciation about the way the Great Creator lets us know that he controls natures calendar.