In this mountaining valley we are one
So let us watch this birthing sun
It starts small but enthusiastic
It grows and consumes.

We feed it daily and admire its growth
How are you today my flower? we ask
I'm fukken great
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;is its response

It grows more on some days
And it barely eats on others
Sometimes we don't feed it, our lives too busy
But our sun is always shining.

The beauty of it has caught attention
Our smiles known when we feed it
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; those around us smile too
With this writing I prepare a meal,
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; our love burns all the brighter.