Last night I longed for the morning sun.
I wished for its warmth; I prayed for its light.
Coz the night felt so cold; seemed so dark; stabbed so blunt.
Indignant, why can't the morning sun brightens my sorrowed night?
At dawn, the morning sun was delivered to me.
With its glow and radiance, its glory and beauty.
O Morning Sun, the desired one; how I wish I could stare.
But I was humbled by your glare; shamed by your flare.
So I hid myself in the shadow of a tree.
Peeking through the branches,
marvelling at what I can't see.
I closed my eyes, seeking the stillness in me,
Through my eyes it dances,
and my heart beholding its beauty.
O Morning Sun; your love - so mighty and abundant.
You were there through the night, in my tears and my despondent.
O Morning Sun; your love - illuminates and enlightens.
Through the soft breeze, the sweet chirps, the elegant *****,
the dewy grass and the earthly fragrance.
I opened my eyes as a flower abscised fell on me,
Instantly astonished by the sight of the dancing light,
on the leaves of the tree.
Through the lake, the sky, and millions of miles
- yet your reflection is all I can see.
How could have I aggrieved through the night
- when the darkness set alight in me.
Your presence is too bright, so glorious and beautiful.
Your absence is to be felt, as guidance for the fool.
As I slipped and I fell, coz the darkness felt so cruel,
Let the cut goes deeper, feel the pain in wakeful.
O Morning sun, ease me of my worry.
Look up to the proud moon, reflecting your beauty.
My aching heart, my yearning soul,
A deeper cut, and weary role.
Fill me in, let me grow,
Help me out, let me flow. ❤️
A realization that what is for me has been with me all along. However, it is too bright, so I need to grow to be able to see it within me.
I accept that I need to learn, and grow. I acknowledge that all that I had to go through is a process for me to realize what is truly mine, truly me.
