Midst of the night, sweat glides down my forehead.
Closely followed by a similar salty fluid; the kind produced from my eyes.
A salty mixture of fluids dampening my pillow – a product of my hodgepodge of thoughts.
I toss, I turn and I try hard to sink into unconsciousness.
“Darkness engulf me”
I call out to the night, numb to the painful truth that it has long fallen on me.
“Dawn on me”
I resort to that and an abrupt smile appears on my face.
The realisation of the dawn overwhelms me.
Rays of light fighting for habitation through the window grant me assurance.
They promise me that all is soon to be well.
High to the ranks of hope, I am lifted
“Sun, I am your child today.”