“The Sun”

Made of fire
and of light
the sun is always
eliminating night.

When I’m outside,
and there’s no rain,
heat on my skin
gives no pain.

I feel more alive
than I’ve ever known
like a bright star
who’ll never turn to stone.

So why is it
when the light
gradually leaves
from my sight

that my energy,
once high and strong,
fumbles and dies
as the shadows turn long.

A child of the sun,
a warrior of the light,
without that warmth
I lose all my fight.

I’ve become the sun
thriving with the day
and then bowing to the dark
with nothing left to say.

Photo by Daoudi Aissa on Unsplash

Β©2021 Jai Lynn

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8 thoughts on ““The Sun”

  1. I love the sun. It’s the most reliable thing in each of our lives, rising every morning no matter what anyone says or does, you can count on the sun. The sun makes a beautiful metaphor, because the sun itself does not discriminate. It has no preference or prejudice it just shines it’s healing light on everyone and everything. Whenever I’m outside I genuinely feel nature’s embrace. (I am 100% a tree hugger lol)

    Now that it’s summer, I feel like a little plant soaking up the light and transforming that energy into new life! Your poem is absolutely beautiful, as always! You ARE a bright star that will never turn to stone, by the way. Never forget, we are made of the stuff of stars! β™‘ xoxoxo

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    1. We ARE made of the stuff of stars!!!! Aww, gosh, Jenni reading your comments always makes me so happy!! πŸ˜€ Summer is my favorite season so any chance I get to soak up some sun I’m out there. YOU ALSO are a bright star that will never never never never EVER turn to stone!! Thank you so, so much ❀ ❀ ❀

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      1. Reading YOUR comments makes me so happy, too!! πŸ™‚ thank you for taking the time to! You are so welcome! Keep writing friend!!! β™‘β™‘β™‘

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