In an arching way, like a cathedral’s loft
The sun whirls over us and dispels the gloom,
Taking gentle fingers to our temples
And raises us up from bed, sets us
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We (people) so often take rhe Sun for granted... you obviously don't. Brilliant write, Robert! Brian