Sun, where have you been?
I’ve been waiting in the cold
Darkness forever, it seems
At least, to feel your warm hand
Upon my body
Unbury me from this hovel
Of dampness that infects
My bones, my joints
I need your electric balm
To invigorate
My mind, my soul
This gray shadow
Has cast its net
Too long, too far
It has swallowed
Too much of this earth
Causing a great bulge
In yesterday’s news
One-sided blues
That propagates itself
Over the tops of
Its citizens moods
Clamping down hard
With its monotonous
Recital
Sun! Unleash your
Soothing rays
For we can not wait
Patience has seen
Its overdue days.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
revised 9/16/21
Photo by Sachin C Nair from Pexels
The Artist From The Inside Out 
Beautiful imagery 💕
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Thank you, Sara
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My pleasure. Looking forward to reading more from you.
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I have been feeling a little below the clouds lately, so I love your vibrant picture and gently warming words!
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Thank you glad you enjoyed it!
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Poignant lines, Jay.
Yeah, where I am , it’s too damn sunny 🌞..
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Thank you, Yassy 😊
Well too much of a good thing can be bad sometimes 😉
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Sooo beautiful.. Rain Rain Rain tho for us Jay… it’s our new reality.. but oh how i love the sun!💖
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Thank you, I do love the sunshine. But not too too much of it, or the storms
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of course.. 💖 we need both for sure❣️
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And I beg for rain in a land on fire. What have we done to our Earthly home. A beautiful poem full of longing.
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I totally get that, the fires are out of control out there. Thanks Diane
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❤
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I hear you.
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