sun

Stepping out from the 

shadow of a building 

I am met by a burst of sun

and suddenly all things

are possible.

There is more day than I thought

and more joy to fill it with.

Birds and flowers and small children 

laughing in the street. 

If in this life there are things

that have passed me by 

there are still more 

that lie waiting to receive me.

I can be sure of this 

from where I am standing

here in a patch of sun

at the precipice of

certain goodness.