sun

The silent beauty encloses in.

I can only feel the warmth upon my skin,

reaching deep,

deeper

in.

The etching rays dance beyond,

my thick seven layers I have on.

Slowly encircling my soul.

 

I always feel them come within

to show me to pave the way.

But how I listen,

is on my own

each and every day.

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