My life is the Sun.
Always the warmth behind me,
always the light around me.
It warmed me in the cold day.
I close my eyes,
I lose my way.
I don’t know this path I’m on.
The Sun is still shining, waiting.
I turn toward the Sun.
It now warms my face.
The rays dance across a chill
I didn’t know I had.
Boldly, full of fear and joy,
I take a step forward.
I had to turn my head around.
I had to chose a new direction.
The same Sun. The same warmth.
But I am different.
The future is brilliant.
I will learn to soak it in.

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