Sunrise at Midnight
I couldn’t tell if it was day or night
something magnificent was happening in the sky
it was bigger than my eyes could behold
It was larger than my heart could contain
it wasn’t the fourth of July fireworks display
or Big Ben anniversary held at the river Thames
it was a natural phenomenon birth out of the sea
lighting up the sky for me and you to see,
it was a piece of history connected to the deity.
Sunlight at midnight twirling around
moving from east to west, and north to south
dressing in its Sunday best
and a sudden glow surrounds me
and covers me; it makes my spirit burn
and lit up the entire world
I have waited for this day to come
when women and men would hold court
on the shore and untie the burden that bound
them to the sea, man and woman will
live separate lives and untangle the chord
That bound them to the yard
the priest will deliver the ceremony
and in second they will be free
there will be no more war between them
and the woman will have power over the bed
Sunrise at midnight stretches across the sea
covering the planet with heavenly sweat
its beam stretches over the horizon
touching the ocean with aged old mysteries
sunrise at midnight sings sweet melodies from
a distance and everyone join in the uncommon rhythm
and started to sing, the sun and the moon merge
and dancing begins on the ocean floor
and the people obey its will.
Sunrise at Midnight ends nature’s fight
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2025
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