It was I who broke the darkness. It isn't like I meant to, but it happened. Some things you just can't undo. I surged into existence and that is when it happened. Just like that. And I'm not bragging. I'm simply stating fact. I exist, therefore the darkness is broken.
I like shining down on things. I light the way, scare away the fears that lurk when I'm gone. I oversee the worlds that I light, guiding the life forms below me. Yesterday I turned four and a half and I considered it a pretty special occasion. I've been glowing so long that my planets don't even remember what it was like to live in the dark.
But I remember. It was like yesterday when they blinked into my light. They stretched and began turning, soaking in the heat I provided. It was new, an experience to shed their fears. The planets let my light chase away the dark. But, some of them didn't like being so warm, so they took turns deciding where to dwell. When they finally decided, it felt right and for the most part, they stay where they decided.
Watching the worlds turn and exist and live is like watching a novel unfold in your hands. It is really gratifying knowing that all that exists is living because of me. I'm holding all this life together. Every day I shed light to darkness and give hope to the far sides of the planets. As long as I am expected to shine, the fears of night wash away at dawn.
My birthday was special. It always is special. And occasionally to celebrate being alive I perform wondrous things. I love creating color splashes across the sky as I leave one place for another. To make it extra spectacular sometimes I make sure there are clouds so that my colors bounce around and magnify themselves. I know some beings are too busy to care, but somewhere someone is watching in awe.
Watching isn't always easy, though. I watch over my planets and sometimes bad things happen. I can't help but watch and I can't help at all. The only thing I can do is keep shining and wish that they could feel how much I hurt for them. I hurt when Mars lost all civilized life. I hurt when Pluto was deserted for warmer climates. I hurt every time the human race goes to war. But in all of those places love heals the wounds and the hope that I will come up again tomorrow and that it will be a better day carries people into the new dawn.
I don't know what will happen when I am on death's door. I hope another youngster comes to take my place and teach this system some new things. I've seen these stars pass by searching for a home and I can only hope they find one as good as mine. I may not be the best, and I might not burn the brightest, but I am constant and I provide well for my system. I am filled with pride for the life I witness. And, as all of us should, I wrote a little poem to last as my legacy long after I'm gone.
For, as I turn, life goes on; and as they turn, day comes, a new dawn.
Hope springs from the dark and love dwells in each heart and as I wax poetic,
Each soul gets a fresh start.
This is my story and I will keep spinning on,
A furnace with a heart and a sun with a song.
Truly yours,
Sun
Sun Song © 2012 Katherine Kovanda
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