The Sun Came Back Up

Last week,

I lost my vision

blind, sleepy, fatigued

couldn’t see a thing

as clear as a crystal.

I froze to death

my body caked in goosebumps

shivering, itchy, chilly

not a touch of warmth

inside my veins.

Mid-week

I climbed up

the colossal, hard, rocky mountain

I tumbled down

quite a bit

unable to climb

back up.

I reached my peak

collapsing, overwhelmed

finding nothing but fog and haze

all was a hidden treasure

undetected.

In my pockets,

I found my secret scripture

praying, meditating, yearning

going on a spiritual marathon

to find the lost sun.

There I was

below the sun

refreshed, nourished, brightened up

I’m no longer

trapped in the den

flying free in paradise now!

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