The mourning sun: Helios

The mourning sun: Helios


I bloom—vivid and bold.

Set in your sky,

I burn gold.


From my light—

A sacred gift—

You thrive,

Grow grand and swift


Sport, art and dance 

to date—

from sea to sea—

My light you celebrate


But in your sky

I loom.

All daring to fly

I absorb, consume


Alone, miles away

In your sky

I long to never stay


Without say,

Without rest,

One day

I dim from crest


Light into shadow,

Spring into Fall, 


My light—vivid and bold

ceases to be.

From your sky, behold:

I will be free

This poem is about: 
Our world


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