The world is burning.

It is a constant light

a constant brightness

The floor around me is on fire with the suns rays

I am frozen by the light

by the beauty

by the dazzling, sparkling way it reflects off of everything

But slowly

slowly

the sun sinks

leaving a cold mourning behind

an emptiness

I reach for the small tendrils of light left that are slowly dancing away

But they are gone before I can get to them

the barren chill goes straight to my core

it’s like i’m missing a vital part of me.

But

I try to remind myself

It will be back tomorrow