Shine

Behind the closed doors of our thoughts
Windows darkened, sheets unwashed
There’s a smell that permeates
Too familiar, on us it weighs

Like fermented solitude
Its opium sweet, and thick, and blue
The clouds of melancholy’s sighs
Steal our breath and dim our eyes

And though our ears are stuffed with gloom
A muffled knock enters the room
It beckons us and draws us out
From sleep we rise, stumble about

Like dust on sunrays in the dark
We float toward that sobering knock
And fall against the door we locked
And with our souls we turn the knob

And sunlight, brilliant, blinding, true
Explodes into our little room
Burns away the shadow’s threat
And washes out all our regrets

For we weren’t meant to sulk and shy
But bathe within the glow of life
And as we slowly try our eyes
There’s something that we realize

Everything does have its season
We honor that, but within reason
For we’re still here to live our lives
And honor that gift by letting it shine










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