There are no words to describe the sensation
I get when
the sun
There are no words to describe the sensation
I get when
the sun
melts softly into my skin on a winter’s morning.
There are no words to describe the rush
of warmth I get when I open my blinds
and the light tumbles in.
There are no words to describe
how my heart sings when
I look up at the sky.
That feeling,
that indescribable feeling,
sensation, longing to hold that light,
for just a moment,
that’s the feeling I want to be.
I want to be that light. I want it to consume me.
I want people to look into my eyes and feel loved
because there is an
unshakeable,
inescapable warmth
shining through them, loving them.
I want people to come to me
when they’re afraid,
because they know that I will
walk with them
through the darkness.
I will share my light.
I want to love
with such passion
and brilliance
it’s like I’m an exploding star,
setting the sky ablaze
every evening.
Yes, I want to be that light.
A poem written in June 2019, by Amy Codrington.