The sun stayed late today,
and I took it personally.
Not as a sign, exactly,
but as a reminder:
Light is most generous
When it knows it is leaving.
So I stayed too.
I stayed with the laugh
that broke the room open.
I stayed with the hand
that reached without a spectacle.
I stayed with the quiet
between two people
who no longer need to prove
they are listening.
A sunflower does not chase the sun.
She turns
because she knows
what feeds her.
I am learning that.
I am learning to be present
without giving myself away.
To be warm
without becoming a public utility.
To love people
without dimming the part of me
God made bright on purpose.
This is the work of summer:
to ripen without apology,
to choose what is real
before it becomes memory,
to sit close to beauty
and stop pretending
We have forever.
Tonight, I bless the ones
who can meet me in the light.
The honest ones.
The tender ones.
The ones who do not ask the sun
to explain her shine.
And when the day finally lowers
its golden face,
I will not beg it to stay.
I will simply say thank you
for teaching me
How to leave a room
still glowing—
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