The same sun is shining.
The heat, the light.
For so many, signaling day.
The center of our rotation.
It has seen So. Much. Change.
The same sun is shining.
Shining on all.
It is up to us where we focus our attention.
It is all there for us to see. There is light.
There is light.
Through wars and uprisings.
Through resistance.
Through birth.
Through death
The sun is still shining.
The constant.
Shining light on it all.
We look away because it is so bright.
What will we see?
How will we use the light?
The same sun is shining.
