The Sun Burst From Her Bed

the sun burst from her bed
alive with energy
showering welcome wishes
on the morn,
the animals still sifting
pictures of the diamond night.
peeking through a hole
I left growing in my shade
she crawled upon my crumpled
sheets
resting a moment,
allowing me the remains
of one final dream.
succumbing to curiosity
she leapt from my bed
wandering the uncertain
mysteries of my room,
investigating every unknown corner.
the dark,
fearing her probing fingers
fled to the closet
waiting for night to plan his escape.
the foggy castles of my mind
now dissipating
my entire being was illuminated,
disbelieving as my eyes were
to be entitled to heaven’s wings.
and then in an instant,
a snapshot of glory
the moon took center stage
bowing to the sun for her
graceful exit,
dissolving into infinity,
striking a match
to the curtain of night,
leaving a coloring book
of flames
for the moon
to regard his own luminescence,
ready herself to tie up her rays
and lay down again
imagining the new
discoveries
that await her
come tomorrow