Let glorious sunlight fill the day,
Let the ancient God appear.
To command all sadness away,
To banish night and fear.
Bathe the altars of the sun,
In warming golden rays.
Keeping darkness on the run,
And to brighten all our days.
Behold the deity in the sky,
Glorious splendor so divine.
To look at his majesty on high,
The humble human does go blind.
9/29/13 Alton Texas
One should never look directly at the sun as it may damage the eyes, but the metaphorical sun should always be sought after. Great poem Juan.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
only one word hereby need be said: Amen.