Days, long.
Nights, longer.
Each day carries grace on it’s shoulders,
each night lays it down to sleep.
And by the morning stillness
you shall find peace.
We’re all young souls
wanting sunlight
seeking it in our naked skins
because sunlight is life.
It heats up our hearts
to make us feel less alone.
We’re drawn to fireflies
like we’re drawn to fire
like we’re drawn to the sun.
(Inspired by Jack Kerouac’s Big Sur)
