Beginnings

The sunlight strikes my face
I take only one moment
to prepare my eyes
for the forceful entrance of the light
where there was darkness
The light
unsympathetically waits
to make its way into my body
as it must
Silently wailing
I slide out
Our beginnings like babies
we learn
we learn languages and landscapes
we find a way
when the dark approaches
our eyes gaze at the setting sun
one moment too long
already nostalgic
Reluctant
we must return