“Strength in numbers,” they say.
Numbers are sometimes what I require.
An outstretched hand, a kind look, company.
Today I needed me…to be brave.
I peeked out from the shade of the cloud I’m sitting under—the one that follows me incessantly.
I let the sun graze my hands
just to see how it felt, but just for a few moments.
I was scared, shaking, yet I didn’t let it stop me.
I dared to try something new, guided by mystical magic
suddenly and inexplicably in my little world.
Here to stay
if I can just learn
how to stay put in the sun.
How to stay in the sun
