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The Sun


Flower petals turn their faces

And rain drops sparkle in all the right places 

Golden rays warm the earth 

As springtime shows its rebirth. 

Like a sweet nectar I drink it in

As the light shines in the din. 

When tears fall on a particular day, 

It warms them, heals them, wipes them away.

Terror and sadness and fear all gone. 

Darkness is conquered with hope for the dawn. 

And nightmares crawl back into the shadows

As the haunting moon becomes transposed

Into the the fiery star in the sky;

A thing that helps me soar and fly

Like a sweet nectar I drink it in

As the light shines in the din.

Never would I know when life could have ended or begun

Without the warmth of my beloved Sun.

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