The healing sun

I can see
it on
my face.
It shows
up on
my forehead
first.
Than
around my
eyes.
It ages
me.
This place.
But I can
get some
healing
in.
I unload
my car
and walk
to the middle
of the park.
The Bell tower
Chimes.
A few people
are
out but
its a weekday
so its not
crowded.
As I walk
I can hear
dogs
and children
in the distance.
The wind
is bringing
me that gift.
The sound
of happiness.
I lay
my blanket
down
and gently
lay my
damaged
spirit
on it.
Heal me
I whisper.
The sun
is warm
and it
is soaking
into my skin.
Into my veins.
I am starting
to feel
more like
myself.
The happy
healthy
inspired
person
that I know.
When I am
away from
that place,
those voices
those negative
thoughts,
I Heal.
I know I need
to get out
I am
broken
here.
I am not sure
where.
so for right
now I will
have to
push through.
I will rely
on the healing
sun to
nurse me
back to
health.
I sit
up
after laying
a long
time.
I am
hot.
A good
hot.
The wind
blows
and
I hear
it whisper
in my
ear...
I get up
and smile.
The words
swim
in my
head.
The
words
form a sentence,
it says
Just wait,
It is coming.
So I smile
and trust in
the healing sun.
I trust
in
my
heart.