The warm sun washes over
My pale, freckled skin
Like waves towering over
The grainy, speckled shoreline.
The heat licks my face
And crawls up my legs,
Pinching my cheeks
And tugging my hand,
Anxious for me to follow.

In the light, I see the truth
Revealing reality
The sun unmasks the world
Leaving its naked exposure
Unveiling the innocent
While marking the condemned
With shadow-tattooes
To paint their guilt.

Birds chirp
And the wind sings
Flowers sway to
The song of nature
The trees bow down
To the waltzing grass
As it whispers to the moon
And tells secrets to the sky
Who laughs with the Heavens
And serenades the stars.

Then:
Silence.
What does the sun sing
That we cannot hear?
Or simply choose
To ignore...?

In the light I feel
Safe and secure
A strong arm around
My trembling shoulders.

Like a blanket wrapped around you tight
Or a child in a mother's arms
Like the gentle whisper of the night
The serene sunlight
Holds you close.

Peaceful
Peaceful
Peaceful