Goodnight, sunshine.
No.. that's too contradictory. Or am I overthinking it? Ugh.
I worry I take romantic names too literally, the beauty and magic behind a simple word that's simply a keyhole to a whirlwind of feelings and emotions akin to a fairytale.
Sunshine, what a thing.
The sun beating down on me as I throw hay, sweat making the strands of green stick to me as I glance up at the sky. I should be miserable, why am I so happy? I'm drenched in sweat, covered in dust of a grain I'm allergic to, for an animal I adore but, am also allergic to. And yet I'm smiling and laughing. I glance at the sky and I see you. A cloud blocking the sun as I take a small break, just a brief enough break of the suns miasma of physical force for me to witness a goose and her gosling flying over the farm. What a magic moment.
The sun peaking over the horizons of the sunrise I see each morning, the pinks and oranges telling me it's going to be a watercolor sky full of happiness and things to look forward too. I see you in it every day, it brings me security, it brings me hope.
The sun setting at the end of a lazy Sunday, I lay in the grass and watch it wink as it settles over the horizon. I know it'll be back tomorrow as it welcomes the name you've given to me, the name that makes me feel so special. I wave a sorrowful farewell to the golden hour as it departs, but I know I'll see it again soon.
The sun melting the first snow of Winter, welcoming the deer and other fauna to come roam and exist again, for the earth to warm up and flourish despite the ups and downs. You know even though you have to melt the snow, which will upset some, you are also marking the start of a beautiful season- one full of flowers and offspring, of gatherings and family.
The sun does everything without any recognition, plasterings in stained glass and solstices aside, any way. I see the sun go through these cycles as I have my whole life, but I see it more now. I see it with rejuvenated love and beauty, a vision for a future I didn't think existed.
Even the sun deserves a break, as it sets behind the valley's peaks, it curls up with the clouds and talks about what they all saw today. It relaxes and unwinds to approach the next day at its best. It's the sun, and it can't be much more than that. It's already more than enough <3
