! Our Sun Poem by Bob Blackwell
! Our Sun
Our Sun
on edge
of world
signals
days rush
has finished,
dusk, and
twilight
time begins.
Our Sun’s
warmth stays;
it’s love
still warms,
removes, the
shadows from
our souls.
Moon,
a lightened mirror,
rising on a
darkened
world,
allows
Our Sun’s,
reflected light
to shine,
to remove
the darkness,
and uncertainty
from our lives.
Our Sun is
always free,
no charge
given to
light and warm
our hearts, our souls,
our lives.
11-12-2008
Our sun........Oh beautiful....one! ! well penned......a great tribute
A heartwarming poem (Our Sun) a delightful an radiant work of art! ! *10*! ! Best regards Bob! Friend Thad
what a free, he sun's warmth, what a work from mother sun- alovely piece-10
Our sun is like this poem. This is the best describtion for sun.
sir, this is a great philosophical piece.....I truly admire this one. regards, vaibhav.
I can feel the kind warmth of a winter sun as I read this. And warmth always has the power to take the shaow from our souls. Beautiful write. As always, Sandra
Sun is lifeline for all living beings. Thank God it is free for all and there is no tax on it. Otherwise nothing is free in this corporate world.
nice Our Sun you know in hindu mythology the sun is revered as a God as God Ravi. wonderful tribute to the sun God -10 anjali
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 9:40:12 PM # 1.0.0
I can see your blood red sun just slipping below the horizon, its shimmering last rays cross the veldt, silhouettes of wildebeest casting long shadows, twilight takes over. lovely poem Bob