First light, a welcome sigh of being. Of relief. I am.
Uplifting, strengthening. Fulfilling. Healing.
It pulls me in, beckoning, luring. Promising.
It sends me off in different directions. Pausing for thought. Guiding me.
Reflecting me. A moment in time.
Even in darkness, I seek the light. I want the light.
I find no comfort in darkness.
I have no curtains in my home.