SOLEIL

"For the longest of time, our sun has been left in solitude at the center of her system. There, several were left to round her, though none had the decency nor the luxury of getting too close to the sun.

I have had that luxury.

I have felt the sheer brightness of the sun. Her fierce flames of fury and passion. The elegance and robustness of her presence. The beauty of the chance of life she gives to that of which inhabits her reach.

I have felt her warmth. Her never-ending flowing fountain of love. The magnitude of her.

For it all to be lost.

An eclipse has overtaken her, leaving only darkness to shroud my world from which she lit.

I have nothing; am no longer anything of substance, without her.

Perhaps the fault lie to me for believing that I, as only a man, could hold the sun by the heart in the palm of my hands. It is forever documented, never to get too close to the sun, for your fate will end not better than that of Icarus.

I have gotten too close to the sun. I felt the sun beneath my fingers, and above myself. I have held the sun in my embrace. I have loved the sun for all she was, and still love the sun despite her departure.

For the love of such a bright beauty will never dim." - René Tasse