It’s time to wake up, says the sun.
Put your feet on the floor, and come look at me.
For what, I thought.
I’ve seen you many times before. Never once in my life have you failed me. I do not question your appearance; your light. You say you will come up, and you do. You say you will go back down, and you do that, too. I believe you.
Because, says the sun, I want to see you.