THE SUN

 

 

I could have been gentle.

But you would have thought less

 

 

of me.  I am no angel

and trees cover my light.

 

My soul basks in its own

flame.  Rivers capture my

 

reflection. I look still.

 

 

I am a day star weeping

without a tear.  I take

 

 

no pity on the world.

 

My name is the sun.

 

 

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