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
It's Still Life 
10 responses to “Quadrille #89”
All of it a marvel, from rise to set.
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It truly is a miracle, isn’t it?
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At this time of the year I marvel at every ray of light.
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powerful
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Beautifully written! I especially like the phrase “thorny light.” Very evocative.
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Nice description of our attitude to the sun in those last three lines.
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There is beauty in each rise and set if we truly look.
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The many aspects of Sun. All in all a marvel.
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A full day of marveling…
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I really like this–beautifully described. Thank you. I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to read it.
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