The mourning sun: Helios

The mourning sun: Helios

 

I bloom—vivid and bold.

Set in your sky,

I burn gold.

 

From my light—

A sacred gift—

You thrive,

Grow grand and swift

 

Sport, art and dance 

to date—

from sea to sea—

My light you celebrate

 

But in your sky

I loom.

All daring to fly

I absorb, consume

 

Alone, miles away

In your sky

I long to never stay

 

Without say,

Without rest,

One day

I dim from crest

 

Light into shadow,

Spring into Fall, 

 

My light—vivid and bold

ceases to be.

From your sky, behold:

I will be free

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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