The Sun Upon Us
You rise in defiance
of darkness,
seize tight the sky.
Draw oak’s twisted sinew limbs,
and glitter clouds with dreams.
Life labours below your gaze
while casting constant flame.
We blossom in your rise,
and flee your thorny light —
but marvel as you set.
4 dVerse Quadrille #89 ©️ Misky 2019
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