Not the sun.

The sun did shine today.

A little shy amongst the clouds.

Our burning star, anyway.

Repeatedly illuminating our lives,

Relentless showing us a way.

We missed you dearly. 

With each drop of rain, 

a mellow tear, 

sometimes of hope, 

most often of fear.

That indescribable warmth

Straight into our hearts.

That vanishing dearth,

And sense of belonging.

To this time, and to this earth.

Author's Note

Send me where I belong. Any insights will be very much appreciated.