Breathing Into the Sun

Since the darkest of nights
the sun has not shone

overcast days
for overcast hearts

when at last the pale shroud lifts
that first ray of hope pierces the sky

as sifting through the ash
a glowing coal resurrected
from the bon fire of surrender

the sun emerges embryonic
from the womb of the earth

breathe into the spark
of one’s own inner sun

kindle this ember
coax it to waken

breath after breath
it burns brighter and brighter

breath after breath
it burns brighter and brighter