This sun, round which our world spins
The closest star we've ever seen
haunting even daylight
with its dreams of burning ecstasy

Its urge to life
to form
to matter
permeates our lives
awakening such sweet desire
we rarely note the burning heat
of its descent

until night falls
and shadows call us back
to our beginning
in shadow's realm
where darkness breeds
the very seeds of sunlight
that return, unasked, to be
each stream of light
connecting us
to all eternity


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