
The mellowing sun upon the horizon,
Casting its faint shadows,
Rays melting into the crimson hue of the sky
Like an illusion of a soul fading into oblivion,
Leaving no traces behind; and yet,
Hidden from sight, the guardian angel,
Watching silently in the night, and
Soon after, heralding the new dawn
The leaves, now like coffee beans
Speckled with bits of yellow dust
Fall to the Earth, where they must
Lie like souls bereft of all vigor
Trampled and crushed under countless feet
And yet, the sun continues to shine
Like an undying spirit, zealous and passionate
Enlightening all things around, and
Providing a ray of hope for those days yet unborn
The night falls, enveloping all in its silent presence
Like a mother, singing a lullaby to her child
Imploring him to close his eyes, to all that is past
And wake up to make a new start
And slowly, sleep lulls him into a false bliss
Creating illusions of lands yet untrodden
Then suddenly yanks him back, and flings him into a dark hollow
From where, there seems to be no escape
And yet, the sun continues to shine
In a different dimension, though still a part of our world
Enlightening the paths where it treads, and
Strengthening little ones like him
To pull themselves out of those deep dark dungeons, and
Challenge the night once again, with fortitude.
And so the child awakens
To a new sun and a new beginning
Amidst the colour and the joy
That Nature seems to have bestowed on its children
New leaves grow, new blossoms emerge,
Fragrant and beautiful,
Embracing within their bosoms
Promises of a new life and a new spirit
The sun only smiles and continues to shine
A spot on this vast canvas of life, yellow and bright
Forever glowing, eternally radiant
A beacon of hope, a guiding light
2 comments:
I like your blog!
PS. I didn't read this post. And then I caught a glimpse of the last line and I read it as "A bacon of hope" and that brought a complicated picture to my mind but then I re-read the line and everything was okay was again.
Haha. Trust you to do things like that. :D
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