Greeting the Bright Sun

On a Sunday (December 15, 2013)

The sun came out,

Shining into the solarium,

Brightening the earth,

The turning earth,

Ever turning, ever eastward. 

These sun rays,

Having traveled so far for so long,

Having pierced strata after strata

Of seemingly empty space

Now arrive here,

To warm my morning.

Hail, peaceful rays of Sunday sun,

Blessings be upon you. bright sun.

You already know my heart’s gratitude,

So, nothing to say, but welcome. 

--December 15, 2013