it is the sun persuading your eyelids to open
because you've shut them against the torrential downpour,
it is panting and gasping after running 10 miles and stopping at the edge of the pier
just in time to watch the sun burn brightly before it sinks below the horizon,
it is looking behind you and watching the flames dwindle into pathetic little embers
and it is your skin being calloused from years of walking on dead coral reefs