He Rules in Splendor
He knows his splendor
would be too much
to take in all at once,
and so he announces his coming
by revealing little bits of himself...
A sun drenched tree in the distance
a building all lit up in his glory,
the windows ablaze with fire
Little by little, he creeps closer and closer
to where I stand watering the lawn.
Not wanting to overwhelm me,
he creeps up from behind
and I feel his touch
on the nape of my neck.
Enveloped by warmth, I turn around
for my kiss.
Oh, what sweet delicious bliss
He then continues on his way
taking control of the sky,
exuding his authority
by turning everything in his path
to pure gold.
Slowly, but surely...
he subjugates everything he touches
till he reaches his zenith in the sky,
and is the supreme ruler of life.
This I know, and of this I am certain
that I am and will always be
a worshiper of the sun!
Eileen Manassian
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