Visible to no one but yourself.
To the sun,
You fill everything with blazing luminance,
So that those cast away are now apparent.
For your light gleams upon the darkness,
and this beam ignites a sense of dream.
But does it hurt, knowing you yourself, cannot be seen?
You are the source of ambition,
but you cannot be admired.
And so if people wish to look at you,
you greet them with blindness.
















