The sun scrambles over the hills
taking census of all its kingdom creatures,
holding them in its grasp
pillaging every forest tree
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Love this personification of light; the line 'light skipping from wave to wave' seemed particularly apt. Very appropriate poem - with June having such long, bright days. -chuck
'All appears in the light; all in its naked truth...' Jesus said, 'I am the Light of the world...' must be a connection there, yes? Wonderful poem, I especially liked that second stance is its s'sssssssssss! Great writing.
Truth is a sharp knife, a beast sleeping under our pillow.....