The mighty Sun's little Ray...and his new day...

It was another day of discoveries,
for the young ray,that already
had danced through stories,
of tears and hopes and miseries...

It had passed through the fear-so vast
that conjusted the little girl's eyes;
through the unshed tears she amassed;
through the monster in her,He had raised...

It had passed through the smile-so rare
that faintly covered her infinite pain;
through the million questions in her stare;
through the six decades of a widowed reign...

It had passed through the ring-a pale emarald
that she wore even after all the shame;
through the endless guilt in which she dwelled;
through the poisoned arrows in her daughter's blame...

It had passed through that drop of exhaust
that sailed down his spine-aching it;
through the hours of wait-to earn it's cost;
through the lanes of exhaustion-so well lit...

It had passed through her silver anklets
that He had adorned his 'love' with;
through the pinch of his death on her palate;
through the false marriage she was bond with...

It had passed through the hair on his chest
that couldn't add up to all his regrets;
throuh the initial struggle to acquaint 'life';
throgh the conclusive pleas of a silent wealth...

It had passed through their secret wish
that was but to live away from 'now'...
through the disturbing sights of an improper intimacy;
through the depressing sound of an unvoiced love...

The ray was,now,game for more
where else was it destined to go...
what more was its journey to show...
what other stories was he to know...