The Sun

THE SUN How you shine upon our entire race And you bring us life with every motherly embrace Crimson is the color of your face In the azure sky Your motherly warmth is a friend to all plants, man and beast Time for siesta now rise in the east Off to work again Now set in the west You have the heart of Venus And the talents of Apollo Fairer than Helen of Troy In your hands here lies humanity’s soul You re the lighthouse of the universe You illuminate the dark valleys of the cosmos And unveil its unopened mysteries Time’s chariot may fly But your ageless beauty will never die So come on to me most high Mother of Re With uraeus for a crown And a golden disc for a scepter You milk us daily with your ambrosial nectar Flowing from your bosom Mother of mothers Father of fathers Dictator of life. By Olu Akanbi Copyright 2003