FROZEN SIDE OF THE SUN

FROZEN SIDE OF THE SUN Everything has two sides, you will find That which is thought hot can still hide A secret, to be concealed as a priority Yet is shared, only with a favoured few And offering quite an unexpected view And never made visible to the majority Could even the sun have its frozen side Such an illogical concept, for any mind A pleasant nature, full of warm feelings Can, when in an alternate manifestation Turn suddenly, and expose a soul of ice But which is the more true, one may ask Without any hot sun under which to bask Perhaps it is an artifice or a clever device And in its complexity, needs explanation Posing a challenge to all further dealings If the mask has dropped, truth has begun I wonder what might lurk behind a smile Perhaps it is somewhat like a refrigerator Warm outside, that keeps the inside cold A heart of ice shards, or maybe it’s gold As either a furry puppy or scaly alligator In determining which, ignore any denial As there may be a frozen side of the sun