Battered and bruised from a hard day’s work it’s hard to get out of bed.
You’re getting older and when you awake you realize that there’s still more work to be done.
You can give in or you can get it done.
Money is tight so on your quest to save you realize that it may be impossible.
Feeling the burn you see a purple glare from the sun reflecting off of a puddle of water where a bird is bathing.
In the midst of your struggle you feel a ray of hope. Trouble don’t last always.
A Ray of Purple
