I’d like to think of sunshine
as a book
i stand by the window
reading the wonders of it
in a world where people come and go
searching for its radiance
the distance between me and the sun
is always just right
that i can be a part of its light
in moments of flowering
i can stay or maybe turn around
under the same sun
the potted flowers is almost like
meeting my other self
standing at the window
admiring the blue skies behind
the sun.
Comments on: "My sunshine" (2)
Great metaphor
Thank you, Jay Bleu