Sunlit Reflections

The light drapes down like softened strands of gold,

Tracing lines upon the warming earth below.

Each ray a thread of stories, gently told,

Of days that pass and shadows that still grow.

Beneath this sun, the world breathes slow and deep,

As colors blur and time slips through the haze.

A hidden rhythm stirs the soil’s sleep,

Unseen, yet steady in its ageless praise.

But just then, my gaze shifts—light bends anew,

And every color sharpens, bold and clear.

What once seemed blurred now dances into view,

As if the world holds secrets near and dear.

Through lenses dark, the sun’s truth softly veiled,

I see my path anew, both fierce and frail.