beloved sun

my chariot
made of earth and sea

and turns

in the dark sky
in which you hide

my beloved
unopened eye

on the edge of night
i wait

until the turning
lets you reach through space

to touch this land
this open face

please drench these pools
these seeing spheres

until i dissolve
in the warmth of you

for a momentary day
we commune

until the turning
takes me away

to melt
in the wake
of your light

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