L I G H T
There it is! I can’t believe my eyes.
The pull is irresistable.
We emerge from our soggy moss-covered dwellings.
Our eyes blinded by a strange brightness in the sky.
What is it? Some ask.
Many do not know but some remember.
It is called
♦ T h e S u n ♦
We of the rainy Pacific Northwest know what I speak of.
A glimpse of that warm orb in the sky can be such a fleeting treat to behold.
What a sight this beautiful beautiful light.