Dawn

The yellow egg rises
Every time I wake up
the shadows slowly become liquid gold
The sun is so far away
but I can feel it from all the way over here
it’s science but it feels
more like magic
When the fingertips of light
bounce on my fingertips of skin
we acknowledge each other
I am teaching it my reflection
and it teaches
Vitamin D
The book of words for children
where the S is for Sun and the W for Wind
Warm and cool
together it feels like silk
a room with a window open
and the heater on
cold ghosts float over
everything you own is felt
but nothing matters
when there is light
we are children of the sun

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