Sol

It's the hardest part of the sledge,
with little in between,
wielding on the wedge
splitting the evergreen.

It's solar power we devour
to burn for cozy nights
and solar flares by the hour
for Northern Light delights.

I feel the swing at my core
with every downward blow
knowing chlorophyll is making more
with wild stellar glow...

smashing those numberless atoms,
in fusion overload,
processed through globular stratums...
the laws of nature goad. ⚛️