there's something so beautiful
in the idea that
even as you watch the sun
lower herself into the horizon,
slowly fading away as
her brush strokes fill
the sky above her
you will always know that
at dawn,
when the birds sing to you
good morning
as you roll over in
your bed,
you can glance out of your
bedroom window
and there she will be,
rising in
all of her shining
glory
to start the day
all over again.
How beautiful it is that
love, joy, and
the hope of a better life
always waits for you
after the cold and
lonely night and
will greet you
in your sleepy haze
and bed hair
with a
smile,
reminding you
that all good things
aren't lost
when they seem to
disappear.
You just have to give it time
for them to ascend from
your night of darkness
and to shine,
beautifully
in the newly awoken
sky.
YOU ARE READING
SUMMER SOLACE
Puisi[PROSE & POETRY] i am in search to find myself an oasis underneath the yellow yolked sun / who knew I'd find my summer solace in the creases of your smile?
