Healing Sun
For the first time
I allow the sun to blaze into my eyes
To heal my injured cornea
I allow the tender wind
To dry my watery eye
I await the sun to come back
From every building we passed
For the first time
I adore the shining surface
I willingly gave it a glance of beauty
It lusted upon my face giving it a blow of life
It came upon my dark life and gave it a glow
Gave it a hope, gave it the feeling of freedom
The position of power
And For the first time
Before the arrive of dusk
I adored the sun…
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