The Once Mighty Sun
Broken hearts
begged light to brighten broken hearts,
the frozen and forlorn
beckoned despairingly for warmth, solace,
and begging was answered, at last.
Unforgiving and radiant
he always came back
from behind mournful cover
at some place and time, unexpected,
to caress the land, or devour it.
Scorched and fevered
seekers lined the sands,
the sands baked, not yet complacent,
his sacred face
would not be directly seen.
20th July 2018
Copyright © Lawrence Sharp | Year Posted 2018
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