
It's what fades
Frozen in the shade
Of the great cloud above you
It's what you lost
When you stopped painting
Landscapes unseen
It's what is missing
In your cheeks and eyes
And in the room where no light shines
But
When you get up
Open the blinds
To sunlight
Dear sunshine
You're free
And
When you see
It's what you can't describe
To those who have been blind
All of their lives
It shifts and spins
It changes things
From solemn silence
From black and white
To vibrant conversation
To summer delight
It is the bright beacon
Gifted by heavens above
It is the hope
When your whole world floods




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