Light

February 11, 2020

Every day 

As the moon lowers and 

the sun enters the sky

 

I rise a sunflower. 

 

Different to every single day. 

 

Until I have become a field of sunflowers. 

 

Each varying sizes and vibrancies. 

 

Unique but the same. 

 

Accepting the darkness and 

collectively looking towards 

the light. 

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