Nothing changed in a morning where the sun shined. Its been a blessing for some time. Yet the divine was always easily forgotten. The morning will start and come noon!we hide from it,complain about it and even curse it. Why would the divine be at fault for answering mere mortals prayers? The world would reject it at times and in places they die longing for it. 

The darkness will come but for everyone the divine will come again! Light that breathes life comes from the heavens when the darkness escaped it. An empowering idea to add belief towards their divine existence. The intention behind the divine would always be reflected by the absent mindedness of its followers. Such is the light of life. Such is the will of mortality. 

A divine that never leaves takes away the life it was once thought of giving. Taking away everything from its path and shedding all the colors until this world would be dyed in a similar color. Though not shining but golden and proof of the touch of divinity. 

A solif landscape would turn barren yet we would pray for the divine to keep coming. Hiding in the nights from a darkness that doesnt comfort us yet cowering the days away in escape from a light beyond our minute existence. 

Why do we wish for a sun to hide from?maybe thats Why we would1 wish for a life always on the run.