Ray

The sun rises and sets,
It rises again the next day and will set like yesterday.
But each day brings a new light.
A new light that guides everyone through darkness.
However, the new light doesn’t bring a new hope to a fanatic like me.
It neither gives aspiration nor warmth and comfort.
All lights are not light.
All rays are not rays.
Some shines in eyes, and some in hearts.
I live in the memory of the one that shone in my heart once.
My heart rests in the brightness of the old ray.
She came and shone for a while, bringing brightness and hope in my life.
A moment of brightness and an eternity of darkness,
But beautiful enough to endure the darkness for the rest of the life!