Poem: The Morning Sun
Photo Credit: Ian Stauffer

White, yellow, blue, royal, 

Like, the painted sky, flowers,

Rising way beyond,’ like the deep soil,

Of the sprinkle ground — the rich smiles,

Of the Morning Dance:

It’s beautiful, joyful, energetic, powerful,

Warm, blazing hot, like summer, cool like autumn, 

And cold, in the winter, its’ you and I,

My Beloved, embracing, the blessings, gifts, 

The wealth of the Morning Sun!

Empress Journee