The sun is my anchor,I'm tethered to its end.
Its gonna accept me as I am -'unbend'
My values took a backseat, as I raced against time,
Fixating on my anchor, believing its sublime.
Six months of swaying, nowhere to land.
Waited for this day, to know where I stand.
I raced with eagerness, to embrace the sun
I feel the closeness, but also the burn.
Its hurting to find,that its not as good as it seemed,
Was strongly declined,the joys that I dreamed.
It quite shattered my heliocentric universe,
Turning an eccentric who believed in it, adverse.
The sun is egocentric, with its own conditions
Wants me to accept, without any exceptions.
Summer Solistice is revealing,It makes one see the real,
The mist is cleared, the warmth exposing the cruel.
I still have it in me,to sway to the other end,
To defy the pull,to remain "unbend".
And this I promise myself to do,
Unshackle the bond, and bid adieu.
---------(c) Dixy gandhi.
