In the Sun

"Be kind to yourself"
said someone,
and I shaded my eyes
to see the sun;
"You'll never learn that way;
keep looking at it",
said someone,
and I squinted and strained
to hold its harshness;
"Watch it as it rises and sets,
rages and glows",
said a little voice
rising from the hole
in my middle,
and that's how I began
to enjoy the sunsets,
and sunrises
and the sun at its zenith,
as I looked at myself
instead of the sun.