Blessed Sun
Sun,
light fibers
gathered in bundles
that cross
worlds,
fields,
tangled
cracks,
rivers, oceans,
backlands, corners
hit me with light....
How lucky! without him I
would not exist....!
So energized...!
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2022
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