Chasing the Sun
I chased the sun
And caught it in my hand
I closed my fingers around it
And tried to keep it safe
The light trickled through
The spaces in between my fingers
And shone for all to see
I clapped my other hand
Over my closed fist
To fill the gaps
But the sun found
Another way to escape
I chased the sun
And caught it in my eyes
They glistened like crystals
And shone like gold
I closed my eyes
So no one would see
But the darkness closed in
And I was forced to open
My eyes once again
I chased the sun
And caught it in my heart
Where it has stayed
Ever since
~ by Ruth Will, Walla Walla University alumna (att.)
