The Bright Side Isn’t Always Outside

in that still quiet place
where life has not yet tarnished
lies a reserve of untold wealth
a rainy day fund that keeps refilling
a replenishing supply of sunshine
not the over-bright ball of flame
but softened
made bearable for cloudy eyes
a warmth felt in gentle rain
when thunderheads cast darkness
pierced with blinding strikes
and the chill settles into bones
reach inward
draw on the sweetness of light
found only soul-deep inside
breathe deeply
sink into the sands
warmed by the heat of your being
rest
restore
and return

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