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Split the atom’s heart, and low Within it thou wilt find a Sun.
Persian Mystic Poem
And the Sun on my shoulders brings,
because of its perfect warmth,
the feeling that I wear great wings
while stepping along the Earth.
Robert Gray, from “Byron Bay: Winter” (via the-final-sentence)
I said to the night,
“If you are in love with the Moon,
it is because you never stay for long.”
The night turned to me and said,
“It is not my fault. I never see the Sun,
how can I know that love is endless?
Every star may be a Sun to someone.
"Sometimes, when one is moving silently through such an utterly desolate landscape, an overwhelming hallucination can make one feel that oneself, as an individual human being, is slowly being unraveled. The surrounding space is so vast that it becomes increasingly difficult to keep a balanced grip on one’s own being. The mind swells out to fill the entire landscape, becoming so diffused in the process that one loses the ability to keep it fastened to the physical self. The Sun would rise from the Eastern horizon, and cut it’s way across the empty sky, and sink below the Western horizon. This was the only perceptible change in our surroundings. And in the movement of the Sun, I felt something I hardly know how to name: some huge, cosmic love." — Haruki Murakami
I could swear to you
that the heat of the burning
Sun lives in my chest.
Catching beams of sunlight
in my palms
as they roll in through the window.
Comfort from a stranger
I’ve never met.
He’s traveled so far from home
to hold my hands,
to warm my skin,
to show me
the only consistency in life
is the reassurance
of a new day.