Make Your Own Sunshine Poem

Last week, I talked about how healing the sun is and I promised that there would be a poem about how much I am drawn to the sun. Here it is:


Sun Spots
by Jessica Collins

I gather bits of sunshine,
roll them out with the blinds
and curl inside the sun spots
on the carpet, like a kitten,
bending it inward with mirrors.

I collect the sun's treasures too,
store them up in glow stick and wick
so even when evening falls--
thought the quiet moon
would suffice once or twice--
I can melt and mend inside the spirit
of what is radiant and alive!



Like I pointed out in my sunshine post, I am just drawn to the sunlight. I long to be outside in it, when it's warm. In fact, this past Saturday, when the weather was stunning for a Wisconsin winter day in March, I rolled a picnic blanket out on our deck and took a nap in the sun. Rayna was napping and Kayne was gone fishing, so it was the perfect opportunity to spend some alone time in the sun. I gravitate toward sunny windows and run around opening all the blinds in our house. This poem encapsulates that feeling for me. Hope you like it!

Let me know what you think!