The Sun Beneath Our Feet

somewhere in this longest night in darkness of deepest plight somewhere under my feet deep deep under the street deep through the crust and core to the other side of myth and lore the sun shines on crust below its rays warm and brightly show a day, a sunny field deep underneath our feet as we yield to the inevitable turn of hope as the sun from beneath slips around a slippery slope of time rotating light to dark whilst our dawn arrives with lark announcing a new day a new beginning with the light always winning