The sun knows nothing of the warmth it brings
To those who wait for the rays of light to fall upon them,
Nor is it aware
Of the shadows cast
By objects that pass in the distance between,
Its massive form and that of smaller spheres.
Into whose world does your light shine,
What darkness is dispelled thusly of which you are unaware,
And what obstructions does it face?
Although you may never truly know
The fate of the rays that you create,
Shine out bright and true;
The smallest beam of hope
In a world of utter darkness
Can lead the way out
And create a beacon for others
Just the same.
How beautifully true!
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💙☀️ I hope it resonates with others too.
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I am sure it will with anyone who reads it! 💙🌷
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