DANCING SUN (A Poem)

One solemn afternoon
I wrote a song for One Divine
To make the shadows hymn with light
To make them fade in mine

I let the thunder speak to me
In Eastern skies it passed
And soon the sign emerged
It heard the melody at last

The beating drums within
A heart had beckoned it to rise
I ran to meet the orange mist
I gazed upon the skies

And there I saw it swinging low
The graceful dancing sun
I fall upon my knees and pray
A story has begun

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9:53 PM