Sun King
Valsa wrote a pithy prayer poem
That recalled my old Hindu man
As Jesus is a jealous Lord, groom
See John's Revelation. Yet each human
Must know how others see stars, moon ...
And I, new man through Holy Spirit say -
The sun is King, but God's deputy
In one of numerous provinces
That populate a universe, no longer lonely
ELOHIM, Creator-God, filled the sky with debris --
Let's make it "atmosphere" -- that can reflect
Light in so many spectra. Ours the visible
Spectrum ... But gamma, Xray, ultraviolet, radio ...
Remain to be seen, if we invented new eyes
- or a special pair of glasses for humans, earth guys!
Copyright © Anil Deo | Year Posted 2022
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