If we must worship something 

Let us worship the sun

In whom all magnificent complications 

Exist as One

A great simple majesty 

The incomprehensible feat

That it shines both night and day

At any time

Along one’s way

One may look

And see the Sun

(And if not, one may see the glorious rain)

But we must know behind that cloud

A power so clear

Behind the shower of life bearing streams

The sun is shining 

Brilliant beams of desirable light

And even at night 

If one awakens

From a dream

And whether doubt or fright creep near

One can close one’s eyes and see 

So crystal clear

The sun shines still

The sun never turns its back on you

Or on the earth

Or on the moons

Or any of its planets dear

It is only ever us

That turn away

But whether night

Or whether day

The unstoppable mine of golden rays

The mighty sun

Does shine

-jenn