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(Panhala) Solar by Thomas Centolella

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  • coronaborealis444
    Solar On a gray day, when the sun has been abducted, and it’s chill end-of-the-world weather, I must be the sun. I must be the one to encourage the young
    Message 1 of 1 , Feb 25, 2013
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      Solar
       
      On a gray day, when the sun
      has been abducted, and it’s chill
      end-of-the-world weather,
      I must be the sun.
      I must be the one
      to encourage the young
      sidetracked physicist
      working his father’s cash register
      to come up with a law of nature
      that says brain waves can change
      the dismal sky.  I must be the one
      to remind the ginger plant
      not to rest on the reputation
      of its pungent roots, but to unveil
      those buttery tendrils from the other world.
      When the sky is an iron lid
      I must be the one to simmer
      in the piquant juices of possibility,
      though the ingredients are unknown
      and the day begins with a yawn.
      I must issue forth a warmth
      without discrimination, and any guarantee
      it will come back to me.
      On a dark day I must be willing
      to keep my disposition light,
      I have to be at the very least
      on stray intact ray
      of local energy, one small
      but critical fraction
      of illumination.  Even on a day
      that doesn’t look gray
      but still lacks comfort or sense,
      I have to be the sun,
      I have to shine as if
      sorry life itself depended on it.
      I have to make all the difference.
       
      ~ Thomas Centolella ~
       
      (Views from along the Middle Way

       
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