Reflections Of The Sun

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The reflections of the sun are golden and warm.
Like honey and gold comes through my window
Caress the leaves with a friendly greeting
And living beings come out to enjoy its light and warmth.

A ray of sunlight settles at my eye level after breaking through the curtain; I try to move but it's like his light is chasing me and that's how I give up Opening my eyes, the dream seems to evaporate.

It's like that a lot, but that makes us appreciate it less, as well as many beautiful things that surround us. Those little details that make us feel happy and soothe a restless heart.

Another day begins. There seems to be some peace today. My mind tries to assimilate the information and for some reason I meditate on how the sun makes everything more interesting and fascinating.

Everything looks more beautiful in the sunlight. The dewdrops become shiny, liquid pearls that rest in the green ocean.

The brown eyes that looked bored yesterday turn to honey, flashes of gold and drops of amber and caramel. They look like roasted almonds, fresh brownies, black or latte coffee. Some are adorned with the oranges of a sunset.

The small pieces of glass on the pavement shimmer and reflect varied colors.
Someone waters the plants and the dew turns into a rainbow.
The sun comes out and gives us these things and sometimes we forget it because it was always there.

There are people like the sun, they make everything more beautiful. They give warmth and joy. And the gray days turn into a rainbow. The long night turns into bright sunshine.

This is for the sun and the people who make my day shine with a smile... Thank you.

          Becca

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