Sun Poem by David Ugba

Sun



At the eleventh hour
We left to where we'd seen your tongue beautiful sun

Clothed with orange - splendour
Circling neck beads of life
Stretched fingers of rays
Fingers washing us into the day

King of the sky
Tongue and tenderness in marriage
For as in rebirth
The Earth's emptiness our feet traverse
Drift us in jubilee
To your word-chambers unknown.

Monday, May 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: inspirational,life
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