She, in her warmth
Feels without question
As a cool cloth to the forehead
The solar flare she wears
Increasingly into the night
Declares darkness no longer a dread
But a mystery to move through
Past the lesser light
Back to dawn’s delight
Revolve ‘round her
Thrive with her
She, in her warmth
Become again the albatross
We ache, don’t we
I wonder how I’d look with the Sun on my face. Not the fast and deep flowing sunlight, who I long ago named Hope. But the actual Sun. Surely the truth and green of my eyes would shine. Surely I’d see my chin lifted ever so slightly higher. Surely I’d feel beautiful. Then, “Hope,” I could say, “move along.”
Herald horizon’s glow
The coming home
The glory of the toil
The warm haven waiting
For only you
And, because I once loved
I did, I know!
My heart breaks for you
Who’ll count the cost
To leave on heart lights
To stoke the soul’s fire
Who’ll sleep so alone
What has kept me warm
The sheath wrapped ‘cross my shoulder
Your hidden footprints
OH to be Summer
That most fortunate season
When her skin feels bare
Feel the warm quiet
Think of a favorite song
Imagine bubbles
As that orb of warmth out there
Speak sweetly then
Despite today’s bitter news
Turn your smallest corners
Up
Give a purposeful gift
Bringing brilliance
Urgent illumination
To other creation
And I will too
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