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Come, see the sunrise - Yaggadi Saghani - 3/29/2026
What is true?
What is real?
What secrets are out there to reveal?
Life has been a warm, peaceful thing. Mother provided. Eyes opened, ears opened, and the world became revealed one step at a time. Siblings became the world, along with the walls that confined them. It was a thing of comfort at first, these walls. Unable to move much, unable to explore, it was protection they didn’t even know they needed.
But time crept forward
And he crept upwards
The desire to push against the world, to rebel against gravity, was strong in this one, and soon enough he was no longer on his belly, but upon four paws. There was a wobble to his step, but eyes flashed with determination.
He could walk
And the earth rejoined
For soon, he would run
But that would not be this day. No, this day he must learn. He must struggle. For only the strong of body and mind survive…and he was going to do more than survive. The mouth of the den held many wonders, with wind tempting him forward. The smells. He was lured, and he would not be stopped!
Wind, wind
Bring me to where I belong
Show me what secrets you hold
Leaving the pile of siblings, he marched forward. Each step brought him closer and closer to the entrance, and he ignored everything else around him. The wind brushed against his fur ever so slightly, beckoning him forward…until he is met with a sight most stunning, he wobbled and fell back onto his haunches.
The sunrise is my name
The sunrise is my soul
Show me your light
Eyes were open wide, taking in the new morning as he had never done before. The beauty had taken his breath away…was this what the wind was trying to show him?
What is real?
What secrets are out there to reveal?
Life has been a warm, peaceful thing. Mother provided. Eyes opened, ears opened, and the world became revealed one step at a time. Siblings became the world, along with the walls that confined them. It was a thing of comfort at first, these walls. Unable to move much, unable to explore, it was protection they didn’t even know they needed.
But time crept forward
And he crept upwards
The desire to push against the world, to rebel against gravity, was strong in this one, and soon enough he was no longer on his belly, but upon four paws. There was a wobble to his step, but eyes flashed with determination.
He could walk
And the earth rejoined
For soon, he would run
But that would not be this day. No, this day he must learn. He must struggle. For only the strong of body and mind survive…and he was going to do more than survive. The mouth of the den held many wonders, with wind tempting him forward. The smells. He was lured, and he would not be stopped!
Wind, wind
Bring me to where I belong
Show me what secrets you hold
Leaving the pile of siblings, he marched forward. Each step brought him closer and closer to the entrance, and he ignored everything else around him. The wind brushed against his fur ever so slightly, beckoning him forward…until he is met with a sight most stunning, he wobbled and fell back onto his haunches.
The sunrise is my name
The sunrise is my soul
Show me your light
Eyes were open wide, taking in the new morning as he had never done before. The beauty had taken his breath away…was this what the wind was trying to show him?
RE: Come, see the sunrise - C’eghaan - 3/29/2026
C’eghaan is content to lay with mother, to rest with siblings, warm at her belly and know nothing else. He tries to be first to all! First to nursing, first to open sky eyes, first to cry and waddle around.
Oh, but brother has beat him this time!
His little head turns to watch dark brother make haste on four unsteady legs. Indignation swells! With urgency, he cries, huffs, and his footprints follow after. Where does he go? Why did he leave? He falters at times before he gains a rhythm, walks on stout limbs after brother.
Cold breeze hits as he meets up with dark brother, huffing as he runs into sibling. Infant eyes take in the light and C’eghaan wants more. The wind chills him but the brightness dancing off snow warms his cheeks. He yips, as if to say: follow me, follow me.
Oh, but brother has beat him this time!
His little head turns to watch dark brother make haste on four unsteady legs. Indignation swells! With urgency, he cries, huffs, and his footprints follow after. Where does he go? Why did he leave? He falters at times before he gains a rhythm, walks on stout limbs after brother.
Cold breeze hits as he meets up with dark brother, huffing as he runs into sibling. Infant eyes take in the light and C’eghaan wants more. The wind chills him but the brightness dancing off snow warms his cheeks. He yips, as if to say: follow me, follow me.