Inklings 2025

The Sun Will Come Up Marley Carrillo ’25 As soft brushstrokes of warm pink lightly blushed Clouds dusted in delicate tufts of white. Radiant sunglow beams leave red cheeks flushed, Glistening in cozy morning daylight. Souls interwine, love & balance align, Peace at last, fated blessings of calm skies. Glimmering rays dance all over cloud nine. The universe smiles beyond your eyes, Soon you’ll see that in between the sunrise, Most won’t fathom it until they turn away, There lies an uncovered truth, a disguise We have yet to discover, night by day. Golden honey dripping from the sun’s gleam, As if it were nothing more than a dream. 51