“Seat Of The Sun”

by A_F_R_O_W

From where

the sun sits,

in, pensive, preparation,

calculating,

whether

to wake up,

or,

hit the snooze button…

figuring,

if night,

will grant a favour

and stay out,

past, celestial curfew…

Where the rays,

remain tucked in,

hunkered down,

in their own,

luminescent warmth..

From there,

is where

the stars give,

quiet, counsel

and the radiance,

takes restful repose,

upon

the fluffed pillows,

of, timely, advice.

This,

is where

the shadows,

usually, change hands,

with precipitation.

Make plans,

to visit planets,

in cycles,

created,

for sustenance

and habitation.

Here,

is where

the solar sonar,

signs the decree,

to, forever,

smile, upon the Universe..

…welcomed,

by a dozing,

collective dawn chorus,

of a brand new,

you,

and

a, brand new,

me.

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