Sun

Clouds come, I watch it

through the haze.

Slowly, faithfully

it burns all haze away.

As it dances

teasing me across

the field

I bend my cheek

it kisses my face

I long to stare

to turn my full gaze

as deep as I did

in the midst of the haze

but brilliant

far too brilliant

is the beauty

that meets my eyes.

It shines far above

and I, a mere human

love, yet can not bear

the full power of its warmth.

It plays along the water

a sweet song I see

but do not hear

not with a mortal ear.

It laughs through 

the trees, makes

jewels come alive.

All things grow towards it

all diminish and fade

in the depth of its light,

without it there is no beauty.

And at night, in the dark

it takes no rest

it needs no rest

I see it still

reflected high

looking calmly, peacefully

down on me. 

Then, and only then

in the shadow of its might

can I turn and have my fill

in the stillness of the night.

For its rays and its beauty

are only a taste and a touch

of your greater 

much greater glory.