You Are Not The Only Sun

The house is quiet now, and the mind begins its secret rehearsal. You play out the scene where you are gone, watching to see if they will break or if they will carry on without you.

It is a heavy kind of love that asks such a question. But listen — the light that holds them is not located in your hands.

It lives inside them, a drop from the source that cannot be extinguished by your absence. You were sent to illuminate, not to be the only sun they orbit.

The kingdom is already within them, waiting to be recognized even when you are not there to point it out. You do not have to stay upright forever to prove you are needed.

The light does not depend on your performance to keep the dark at bay. Rest tonight, knowing that what sustains them was never yours to begin with.