Every once in awhile I am struck with inspiration. Most often, this inspiration coincides with an overdose of music by one of my personal favorite poets of all time: Adam Young of Owl City (and formerly, Sky Sailing). I’ll wake up in the middle of night with words running through my mind and when I wake again in the morning, the words will be written on a piece of paper on my bedside table. This morning it was a single stanza that could really be a continuation of the first poem I posted to this site.
You are the sun in unknown skies, the light to distant lands.
You are the tilted moon and the glittering stars, and still you don’t understand.
You are the reason for my breath, the comprehension to my mind,
And among a sea of diamonds, you’re the only one that shines.
As it has been a couple days since my last post, I decided to go ahead and post this. I apologize for not keeping up with my posts, I’ve just been horribly busy with hospital visits and spending time with Anthony. I just haven’t had the time. I will try my best to try to be better about that.
On another note, I would like to mention the moral of this short little poem: you are beautiful. Yes, you. The reader. Someone out there, whether you know it or not, loves you. Someone out there thinks you’re beautiful. And they always will. I didn’t believe it once. But it’s true.