When it first shown
With the fury of a thousand suns
For millennia it’s passion, that had grown
Could not be stopped
With joy it saw through time
It wanted to be there so it flew through the void
to fill your room with light sublime
Day and night to be enjoyed
Bursting out with a warmth, I hope one day to truly feel
Not just the reflection but the true Sun
Shining from ear to ear, lighting up what is real
Just one embrace before times undone
If you open your eyes you just might see
The truth has been around you and even in me
I have only started to understand it was radiating from all things
The message that the light brings
Whole spectrums
Finally you can see
The path that brought you here
The failure that may be
Hits, but you see it drawing near
You can finally shed your last tier
Through your tears light reflects its true colors
About the Creator
James Dempster
I have to write, the birds told me.
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