a sun that was actually behind you

The sun shines bright right in front of my eyes, 
a brilliant sparkle, a yellow almost white.
Pale shadows and the Tyndall effect, 
a pull so strong you don’t need a drive. 

Inching closer and closer the landscape opens up,
The buildings give way to the expanse, 
but then you find that your vision was corrupt.

You were chasing the mirror reflection
of a sun that was actually behind you. 

Feeling lost and betrayed now? 
Such is life without inner drive.
Trust not your eyes but your mind.
It leads you even when you’re blind. 

I meant what I said, it was an unintentional rhyme. 
The point is that it doesn’t matter when the force comes from within,
it feels unshakable and uninfluenced by external whims.