The Sun...

Ever shining,
ever burning
shedding light
on our ever turning
world we love
and world we live in.

Slowly rising
slowly setting
ever burning fire

Flames that dance
flames that flicker
making our hopes less dire.

taken for granted when above
and valued more when gone
the ever blazing beauty
shines in our sky

shedding light
and giving life
all the while,
on the fly

From West to East
or East to West
the direction it travels
is far from my guess

It is the most beautiful
when it starts and ends its journey.

Surrounded by colors
of varying shades,
intensities, brightness, in many of ways
The reds and the purples
the clouds lined with gold
As minutes go by
a symphony of color continuously unfolds.

With yellows and oranges,
pinks, reds and marroonns
continue to appear
in the folds of the bloom

The clouds are its petals
the mountains its leaves
its brilliance and beauty is hard to believe

But when it is over
after minutes of awe
you wait for the next one
to replay what you saw.