Sun?

Sun?
Uneasy are we.
Yes, blessed shine.
All warmth, all strength, all life.
Father of all life, all divine!
But, how drab, really?
Left to he,
Weary monotony.
Silent, singeing clockwork.

Winds whistle and tickle.
Rain's our blood,
Crisp voice, a comfort all alive.
Relief,
More days trickle.
Snow, portal to another.
All dynamic actors.
Complex,
Sudden, fleeting, intriguing.
Sun, none.


They say
His rays'll
Burn all away one day.
That's ok,
We'll be one.
Moth to flame.
Were I to choose?
Air, rock and rain.

DyMc