When The Sun Speaks

Today, when We woke,
The Sun kissed Our faces.
It said to Us—It spoke!—
that We should count Our graces:
 
“You have, You own, One Another.
You desire, You need, none other.
 
So bury Yourselves in those sat’ny sheets;
bask warm and relaxed within Mine rays,
and wait upon The Souther ...
 
... for It will soothe You—
move You—
like that grand love in which You smother!”