I was looking for the sun; my brightest star.

I was looking for the one, near and far.

 

I spent days, weeks, months, and years.

With my faith slowly turning into fear.

 

I wanted to give up and let out a cry,

But then, I saw in the dark night sky.

 

A figure smiling down, warm and true,

I may not have found my sun, but I have found my moon.

Sharmi

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