THE SUN I CANNOT SEE

The sun, it seeks, my face as friend,

I can feel it on my skin,

Caressing me with warmth it gives,

My spirit soars and truly lives!

I do not see the sun at all,

My friends tell me it’s like a ball,

A balloon of heat in the sky above,

Which shares the heat and light we love,

I enjoy the heat always,

But never saw the light and rays,

My orbs don’t see this wondrous sight,

But my other senses enjoy its might,

I may live in darkness still,

But my soul feels light and ever will!

PTR September 21, 2011