Sun Knows

Find hope in sunsets
bursts of magnificence
momentarily absolve
worry, guilt…

When did fear gain
such hold, and how
do I demystify its lies?

The setting sun knows,
I am certain, will follow her
into darkness…

(Image my own.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

22 thoughts on “Sun Knows”

  1. I love both the image and the poem. In a bit of synchronicity, I witnessed the most unbelievable sunset over the mountains as my husband and I were driving home from Vermont a few hours ago. I was ready to follow that sunset wherever it wanted to lead me.

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