Have you ever had melodies play in your mind, ideas inspired from the sunset, or symphonies constructed from an orchestra, of a conversation spoken about how miraculous snowflakes look when they fall?

If you look closely, miracles are truly everywhere. In the way someone speaks about what lights their soul up, and the way their eyes shine brighter than fireworks. In the way the first sip of inspiration hits, after a siesta from flow.

For lullabies aren't only played to those that require it; the notes ricochet from the ones that seek joy and love, in even the smallest of moments, places, experiences and shooting stars.

The stars are not blind to those that only look for darkness, the stars await until the heart of the hurting asks for a sign. Then those that ask, shall see, even in the dark, light always travels, expands and shines; for not one soul is to ever be forgotten.

You are never forgotten, never alone, and your orchestra shines brighter than a complete starry night.

Channelled and written by Stephanie Coutts