Slaves to the Sun - Feb. 4, 2021
- Gary Hunter
- Feb 4, 2021
- 1 min read
sunsets can be a scramble
for the day’s meaning
a bright flare streaking
above the jungle of your life
at the same moment
something subtly salmon
is someone else’s sunrise
on this ever-turning earth
yes at any time
somewhere on this spinning earth
there will be some glow from
the galaxies of endless need
shining on universes
of ceaseless want
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