I’m linking this “sun/Son” quadrille (44 words) to dVerse Poets pub where we’re diving into the subject of climate crisis this week…
powerful star
commands our
entire system solar
glorious light
shines too bright
for human sight
his light maintains
so life sustains
planet’s green plains
will we war for
what we adore?
been done before
apostasy done
spiritual war won
when earth falls into sun
“Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.” (Psalm 2:12 KJV)
a poem in my pocket 