Sunshine

Why can I not stay in place!

Why must the Earth continue to spin,

Without my feet planted to it's floor?

Why should the scenery around me constantly change?

The people always new,

Never a face before seen,

Yet they all look the same.

I miss my Sunshine;

The warmth they gave me, 

When the wold was so cold.

The love that their rays shone down on me,

Everyday.

I miss watching them set;

Seeing them mold from a vibrant power of energy,

Into a calm force.

One whom I speak deeply to.

Here, 

There is no Sunshine,

Only Darkness.

There is no warmth to shelter me from it's icy bite.

My Sunshine,

They are not here.

Therefore,

Why should I?

Reason.

I've always been the one to self-diagnose, purely in the figuratively sense. Don't worry guys, I leave all that other stuff to the doctor's. But what I mean is, I know when I'm in a situation and how to get out of or through it. For example, when I'm facing a difficult decision, after a minute or two of thought I immediately know the right choice. However, even though I have this trait, I don't always use it. I often, like many others, choose with my flesh and not my mind. And as I pondered on this topic a little more extensively, I realized that this trait is in us all, we just refuse to listen to it. Common sense tells us how to dodge consequences and pain. God tells us how to seek refuge in him from things in this world that hurt us, yet we seek it in other places. It's a concept that just stares us in the face, and we just choose to ignore it. I feel so incredibly human when I realize that I've been turning my head to the one thing that could bless me the most; the gift of reason.