Cast your shadows
warm your wheat
grow your blossoms bright
Wake your children
thaw your lakes
chase away the night
Disburse your storms
ripen your vines
where darkness looms - give light
Beckon all birds
with wordless words
until they take to flight
Then bake the earth
inside and out.
Melt all the snow caps white
Heat the waves
and deepest caves
not any crevice slight
Then turn your back
let all go black
'Sleep tight, ' good Sun, 'Sleep tight.'
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