Awe-Sun

a poem by Aryaindia

(To Aditya (Hinduism) – the Sun God)

On high peak of a mountain
At rise of sun I gape
The golden color my eyes to make
To twinkle in amazement at his spread-
Of dawn I rise to greet from bed

A little later, I feel the heat
Rays so striking but very neat
He pierces through my inner being
I gasp with exasperation seeing
The change in nature I perceive

Evening sun so tames self true
Inner radiant with beaming hue
At horizon, the blend so flush
The radiance sent so makes me blush
Ending his array of brilliance lush

Next, westward does he go
To capture hearts like mine that flow
With such delight that no one knows
In truth he fills my mind to blow