Sunlight has a way of telling the truth. It shows us that nothing grows without being seen, without stepping out of the shadows we’ve carefully constructed. This piece is a quiet meditation on how time, experience, and vulnerability carve their signatures into us, turning our cracks into pathways for light instead of evidence of failure.
sunlight reminds me
that nothing grows without exposure
time writes differently onto everyone
as experience edits without a guilty conscious
just an unpretty art with a honest texture
our cracks were never errors
they were entry points for light
to be guided
coded by moments
compiled by feeling
perfectly us
only because
we were never meant
to be
jixi fox 🦊
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