In a garden grown with care and pride, Lies a sundial, elegance personified. But shrouded beneath the shadow’s glide, Its purpose lost, its essence denied.

“Hide not your talents,” a wise voice said, “For they were made to shine, to lead, to spread. Just like a sundial under the sun’s gaze, Revealing the hours, the minutes, the days.”

In the light, it dances, a story untold, Marking time’s passage, bold and bold. But in the shade, its purpose folds, A silent witness as life unfolds.

So let your talents, your gifts, your light Shine forth, break free, take flight. For what’s a sundial in the shade?But potential unmet, a parade unstaged.

Embrace your strengths; let them be seen In the sunlight, where they’re meant to gleam. For every talent, every dream, every theme Is a piece of the world’s grand scheme.

And remember, as you journey through, What’s hidden in shadows is still a part of you. So let it out, let it grow, let it brew, For the world’s much brighter with the talents of you.

March 30, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop

"Hide not your talents; they for use were made; what's a sundial in the shade?"
Ben Franklin