A glimpse of sun

This day was relatively grey. The sky showed know attempt of sunlight, dreary and plain, but as i walked along, one area of light showed on the ground, and I followed it until i reached it's source, and i landed right here, next to the fence. And looking at it through the vines it hit me. The world was made like this. It was the way it was. A cloud was a cloud the sun was the sun. The sun, is just how we see it. We could see it as heat, warmth, and light

But i think that it's a symbol of hope
for those who watch it rise and fall
in the morning and night