Solar Glory

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Big, Small, Orange, Red, Colorless, On high.

Melt the snow that hugs the earth.

Stubbornly, Hungrily.

Possessing,
Layer upon layer.

Kissing with a kiss of peace.

Soft.

Gentle.

Embracing with a hold of death.

0h, Sun, seen through darkness,
So real, unreal,
Penetrate your warmth to the ground.

Rid it of its seasons; make it clean to receive its Beloved.

 

~ by Marian Kelley
of Hereford, AZ
January 17, 1968