Post date: Jan 13, 2021 10:12:13 PM
The Sunflower
At the morn's dawning
The sun shoots out
Chasing night away,
Shooing darkness
Scattering doubt
Exposing secrets and decay.
A golden disc
Snaps to its path
For a slow
Heliotropic
Promenade,
Seeking truth
Searching for love
Plumb with all that is good.
A thousand petals
of spontaneous praise -
A shout of adoration explodes!
Glory is given
And homage is paid
Until the close of day.
And in faith the disc
shifts back again
In faith it turns back east
In faith it waits
In faith it hopes
For the sun to come once more.
Oh to be
like that in faith -
In truth and love and joy -
To be unfettered
Of all that is wrong
And only goodness employ.