Sometimes the Sun is hard to behold, We cover our eyes with dark shades; Layers protecting the lies that we hold Camouflage Achilles’ remains. But gazing directly upon what is Real And True and Brilliant in hue Exposes the blossoms that Sunshine can heal, And draws out Sun’s flowers in you.

Sometimes the Sun is hard to behold,
We cover our eyes with dark shades;
Layers protecting the lies that we hold
Camouflage Achilles’ remains.
But gazing directly upon what is Real
And True and Brilliant in hue
Exposes the blossoms that Sunshine can heal,
And draws out Sun’s flowers in you.
What are your thoughts?