you wake me to show
my first sunrise
I liked it so much I painted
it on my wall
for a time and then washed
it out in golden light
the walls are white and
I’m on show
I want to bask in my shadows
short and intense in the
midday sun.
From above
I hear the union of our pain
healing, another golden
sunrise will paint our walls
From above, another white light
will set free the shadows.
When they are cleared, it is
heaven to rest in the shade.
