The Sun

by Nicole   Jun 17, 2005


Creeping through a dark forest
In fear I begin to run
I come to a clearing and am shocked by the force of the sun
So bright and enduring
For a moment I consider going back
But then I realize the sun is what Ive always lacked
What has been keeping me from being whole
So I carry on towards the sun with an open mind and soul

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