Our Sun Poem by AHO Speaks

Our Sun



Light of our world in its perfect place
How desolate, cold and denied we would be; without your face.
You keep intact the totality of our human race
A creation of God and though one of many; not one is a disgrace.

Time always gets more credit than it deserves
Only place in our solar system for the human to serve.
Without the sun there would be no earthly time
We would have no marker for the beginning or end; of yours or mine.

Th sun gives life, renews life, sustains life and came from the thought of life
A star is a perfect metaphor for our solar system universe as a presence for what is right.

11-25-05 Aho Speaks

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