Wake Up!

When we awake we notice the light.
We ask, "Why does the Sun banish the night?"
Tanning my flesh while killing my dreams,
calling attention to reality's seams.

Where I was, I can't remember now,
and all I wish to ask is how?

How is the Sun that burns in the sky?
That sees every moment with an invisible eye.
That hears every movement with an invisible ear,
invisible music that acts like a mirror,

Casting the lone light of the sun,
To every corner of darkness til there is none.

We see the notes aligned in a row.
We play to keep, we reap to sow.
So no individual is taken to task,
with saving the planet's future and past.

What life has built no other can match.
The planet itself, an egg waiting to hatch.

And out of the ember of the Earth,
the phoenix of life's triumphant birth.
An organizing influence on land and space.
A galaxy of everything in its place.

Then across the seas of the universe,
sewing space together like a giant purse.
And in the purse there is the prize,
that first caused the majestic Sun to rise.

And when we finish everything we should,
a new God will look and declare, "It is good..."

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