The Sun

The sun just rise suddenly upon me With its radiant heat measuring about ninty degrees The town is having a melting spree and many people have to flee The water is very hot and I have an icebag on my back People are gathering around and they are murmering in the swealtering town and watching memory traveling outward bound It is just another day when the spirit will rise up from a decay And history will have to compete while you crawl upon your knees. The heavens will rise with the sun until the day is done. I can see them comming, I can hear them crying, the tension is getting high and it is forming a mountain in the sky. And the story will be told when the days are getting bold me up there and you down here. Then you will see the flame burning brightly in the day and the heavens will slowly melt away.The morning will stand upright and minister to your growing delight as the sun lights up the morning sky. Far beyond the spiritless sun is where my heart-string originated, its boldness has lifted the pride with great joy and a mindless delight.The sun is moving along, and it is singing a merry little song. I can feel the intensified heat as history tries desperately to compete. The message will ring and everyone will have to shout from the crowd I have lived and survived another day and everything will come my way. Come and travel with me to the deep and watch the world will be complete.