It used to be the storm.
A hurricane surrounding me
until I couldn’t breathe;
The world spinning and collapsing
Not hearing a single sound
But then one person came along
And changed the world forever
Now I’m less focused on the effects of bad weather
The storm that used to reside
inside my personal space
Has taken a vacation and left a new thing in its place
The sun.
The sun tangles her hair around me
And wraps me in her warmth
It is an unfamiliar yet comforting presence
That makes the world seem better
Not only better but brighter, truly
I have begun to find my place
In this crazy world of competition
And the everyday rat race
I have stumbled across this wonderful thing
A source for peace and calm
My only hope is that the rest of the world
accepts sun for burning bright
Not everyone can handle the light
Some feel blinded at the sight
But when the shadows whisper soft at night
I can only ignore the screams and shouts
The heckling, harassing hate
For the sun will guide me to my path
An inspiration that keeps me driven.