ode to the fiery sun
Ode to the fiery sun O the flame that burn above the head of man, Thou art blazing hot. Beneath you are realms of hassle flies. You undress the earth with raging heat & becloud darkness with light. Hear, oh hear! Your expression are flames Running like charges to appall the body; Your dues are nonpayment. Will thy anger rekindle? Tell me, o heavens flaming ball, Whose hands those thy yoke lies? I'm chocolate human You're xanthous egg— yellow cauldron indeed. Your presence alone had put other heavenly lights at rest Even the azure winds now hide under the mangrove tree, & if the ozones can corrode by your never-dimmed-eye Howbeit the earth? Tell me, o burning lamp Whose oil fuel thee at sunset? Whose look do blind the eye of heavens Apple Amidst the obscure fog. How destructive your shadows cast are! How penetrable the light flight lit! How erosive thy body burns! How many tons thy rays dispatch! How many fire match illuminate the moon! How are thy meekness, o sun! The earth light and lively Whenever you set above, My life hale and basking Whenever I see your luminosity. Shine on, o burning lamp! Shine on, o flaming force! Shine on, o raging light! Shine on, o rolling ball! For whenever thou glisten Dark, grim and blue melt at once. # poeticrhythmn
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