The sun came out
On a gray and cloudy morning
After days and days of rain
The sun came out in all of its glory
Breaking through the clouds
on and off shining through
all day long
~
The sun swept across the sky
warming our bodies
working against those cold Maine Spring winds
That sweep over the ocean
and burr through our spring layers
~
Later in the long bright day
The sun cast pinkish shadows
Making its way toward the West
Always headed Westward, though eventually rising Eastward
~
The west where I was born
The west- where the sun seems to live
Her workday is done
We bid you a sweet good- bye sun
~
The moon will be rising soon
Any moment, when?, any moment now
We prepare ourselves
for its glory
its round fullness
its super status- tonight only
~
Super moon- round and full, pulling the tides
higher, higher, higher
Super moon- boldly shining
Following me through the night
Creating a changing and brilliant light-
Red, yellow, super white
Super-moon
~
The super moon then follows, chases, follows
The moon is constantly chasing the sun
Occasionally appearing in the Western sky
And she never turns back
That route would be faster
~
But they never turn back
They take the same routes
Content to make another loop
Another loop
Ad infinitum
Another journey
in pursuit of the West and yet always rising in the East.
