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Under ...the sun
a homeless scourge of animal creatures,
self important beings,
ignorant, selfish things
with scant resourceful characteristics...
for increased survival
even fewer... redeeming qualities
the light which
fills our skies, rain or shine...
independent
of our inclination to note
patterns, which explain
what we call seasons
fulfilling our desire
to fill in, observations
to clarify our need to know,
what comes next
in order to prepare...
if we are to survive
as we specify
a timely chain of events
if not heeded, leading to death
or a need to find reason...
to improvise,
then, too...
we look into the skies,
mystified...
with the stark contrast
of the familiar Moon
At night,
of radiant lights
fill the heavens
points of light
which appear
to sparkle, at times
calling to mind,
our very own sun
in a legion ...called stars...
stars, which
are as the same
as the sun we see
multiplied exponentially,
in turn... rotating purposefully
against the universe, in flow...
with currents of the tides,
which the cosmos, only knows...
but, from our view
stand out against the cold night
an ocean of sparks
...spread across infinity
in a way known only
to a Creator
if need be, to an existence
we occupy, as mere shadows
commanding, no one...
in the speck of nothingness
where our birth rides a bubble
of passed gasses
into eternity...
our sun,
just as the stars
a collecting pool
of particles
of matter/energy
undergoing
periodic conversion
morphing for an expanded
multi-dimensional reality
bubble wells of violent
boiling soup...
creating stews in a broth
of elemental maelstrom
exploding continuously
through the space between
as its radiation pours outwardly
filtered to perfection,
luckily for the life forms
we... possess
and/or possessed by
...under
this sun
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