Jan 2023
i just found out today that on poemhunter.com
on the 26th of January, The Child of The Sun was selected as the POEM OF THE DAY:
and this makes me very very happy 🙂
The Child of The Sun
it is a shadow,
of the tree
dark lighting
at the zenith of the day, tasting
the sweat on the man's forehead
the child of the sun
it is a shadow
of grass
opaque existence
angle of light
in the calmness of the earth
the child of the sun
it is a shadow
silently
following the man, to the water spring
in the valley of springs
the mother sun
quenches its thirst
with the tears of the earth
the child of the sun
it is a shadow
on the 26th of January, The Child of The Sun was selected as the POEM OF THE DAY:
and this makes me very very happy 🙂
The Child of The Sun
it is a shadow,
of the tree
dark lighting
at the zenith of the day, tasting
the sweat on the man's forehead
the child of the sun
it is a shadow
of grass
opaque existence
angle of light
in the calmness of the earth
the child of the sun
it is a shadow
silently
following the man, to the water spring
in the valley of springs
the mother sun
quenches its thirst
with the tears of the earth
the child of the sun
it is a shadow
🙂 Last week, I had some thoughts about me giving up on writing, that it is a waste of time, and that there are more important things to do, but today I received this message, and I am wow. My eyes popped out like onions.
In the last 3 years I have been devoted, waking up every morning at 4:30-5am, writing whatever was coming, whatever my psychic was breathing out over the night, without questioning, I was there waiting for the invisible, facing it, receiving it as a gift and converting it into poems.
and today seeing this I am like a newborn, and I receive the message like ”the show must go on, baby ...:)”
So, in the end, the truth is that everyone needs a drop of appreciation from somewhere. We are creatures of receiving appreciation and love! No matter what we do as work, or create, in us, we carry the need to know that there out, somewhere in this world is someone appreciating what we do, invent, or imagine. There is no other way ...
In the last 3 years I have been devoted, waking up every morning at 4:30-5am, writing whatever was coming, whatever my psychic was breathing out over the night, without questioning, I was there waiting for the invisible, facing it, receiving it as a gift and converting it into poems.
and today seeing this I am like a newborn, and I receive the message like ”the show must go on, baby ...:)”
So, in the end, the truth is that everyone needs a drop of appreciation from somewhere. We are creatures of receiving appreciation and love! No matter what we do as work, or create, in us, we carry the need to know that there out, somewhere in this world is someone appreciating what we do, invent, or imagine. There is no other way ...
