Follow the sun’s rays.
Find a window where the light spills in
And bask in its bright waves.
If within its golden spectrum
Just one kindling atom you discern,
Trace that beam that warms your core
And let the spark of that ancient fire
Sear a path to your memory,
Melt doubts that made hope brittle,
And ignite a fiery blaze.
Kerry Peterson January 2013