I loved the sun so purely I could hate
it unapologetically and not
once question the abuse; I therefore smile.
I loved a star already in decline
when first its light cut colors to the east—
I’m not some dimwit fool astronomer.
I know the sun senesces in the face
of my dependency. Perhaps dark space
outruns some light my lovely lucifer
bright dangles from its height, but I at least
cannot—and so I love and love divine.
You blessed humble Love and infantile
approach to life, you suffer come your lot
to you as is (when I’d manipulate).
I loved the sun so purely I could hate
I loved the sun so purely I could hate
"Every genuinely religious person is a heretic, and therefore a revolutionary" -- GBShaw
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