The Sun doesn't rise sometimes.
It sets over your home, to rise
Over strange distant lands, beckoning
You on a journey of experience
For the warmth of its brilliant rays;
To feel again, to see, the World return your smile.
Darkness settles like a blanket over time.
Hope that grew in you withers, and dies
When the goals that you measured by, reckoning
That you could reach through resilience
Are lost in the eternal gloomy maze;
Never be seen, be glimpsed, within a reachable mile.
The journey towards the sunshine
Starts with a determined step, and courage,
In search of the beautiful light, welcoming
To a weary traveler with licence
From your fear of what lies ahead;
Refusing to hide, to cower, to dread what may be hostile.
Don’t waste your useful prime.
Throw off your old shackles, and traps,
Step boldly towards the distant Sun, incoming
Adventures that greatly enrich you
Even if they’re savage and bitter.
The new lessons, new truths, add layers to your rich pile.
You don’t really need any dimes,
You know you don’t, be wise!
Lose yourself to the excitement, homecoming,
A reunion with the noble dreams
That made you soar among the clouds.
