@pajeroz 25 June 2023 more from that month

I am not the sun

Happy Sunday, but not me maybe you guys are happy. Sunlight came out from behind the window, its intake of light inflated the color of the window cloth. Like a beauty that is indescribable with words and arrangements of the heart. It seems like two weeks, I have to wrestle with the soulless struggle within me but my mother's illness. How can I want to be the sun for him, while I feel living in solitude without stars and moon. Prayers and crying tears sometimes fall from the eyeballs, full of compassion. Be strong mother, I will try to be bright but I am not the sun. ***