Thursday, April 11, 2013

To Be With You

I am not asking the sun to shine over me. Not even to light my shadow.

I've seen the sun rise over the mountains and give life to the living. It intensifies its heat as it reaches noon. Its light stings to the skin and becomes painful to the eyes. And when it dawns, the sun gradually hides. Its light mellows down as it shows its enchanting beauty. It reflects in a calm sea as it seems to sink behind.

What I want is to be part of the light. To share its grandeur.

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