Sun so hot, our desserts sear, give struggling life so much to bear. <br />Sun so bright, you clear our skies for us to see with sparkling eyes. <br />Sun of violence: in great warfare you lash afar with solar flare. <br />Sun so kind, you keep us warm, and dry us aft of squally storm. <br />Sun of power, driving flora – food of life for grateful fauna. <br />Sun of beauty: paint our morn to mesmerise with blushing dawn. <br />Sun mystique: electrify our lofty sky for Northern Lights to beautify. <br />Sun of calm: give hazy days to doze in shade of lazy rays. <br /> <br />O Sun, you mighty Sun! fire your furnace just for me – <br />Those flames of giants must always be! <br />And awesome though you truly are, <br />I pray, remain our blessed star! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009<br /><br />Mark R Slaughter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mighty-sun/
