Sun light warms my
face
With the promise
Of heat to come.
The earth and her
creatures
Love the sun,
Celebrate,
The turn of the earth,
Its swing back to
birth.
Gravity's sunshot
Urging, turning,
weight
I’m yearning for fate,
The sun is the focus
Of transcendence,
And holiness,
Bliss,
And arrival –
We’ve come,
For the sun.
So with push and with
pull,
The light has
returned.
With its heat,
I’m complete
With arousal,
carousal,
Back ‘round again,
Amen.
(c) Mary Downes 2016
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