Sun giant of the highest worth
In its proper place since birth,
Above the clouds against the blue,
Looking down the whole day through,
 
Only the eyes I can see,
His towering body hidden from me.
A giant with a schizophrenic mind,
A saint or sinner of another kind,
A ray of light to the dying flowers
Accompanied by a myriad of showers,
A sinner to the heretofore parched soil
With nothing but more sun and spoil,
But what would we do without it?

I wrote this for The Belt and Beyond.

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Robert L. Martin
24 days

Hi Nelson
I wish I would have thought of those words you used.

Nelson D Reyes
25 days

Purveyor of life, sun.

“...I kiss a dying leaf...
have you ever seen another sun?...”

Like . Thanks Robert

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