Enter Sol (Sam van Zweden)
Posted on February 15, 2011 by verityla in Heightened Talk
The birds know -
There’s no lying to them.
With the creaking of the cosmic pulley
Which brings us the sun,
Accusatory fingers of night-cloaked branches
Point to the horizon.
Enter Sol:
Fresh-faced and sparkling
Marching up the sky
Crunching across darkness -
an intruder trampling fallen leaves -
The grievous things which stick to the Night
Scurry back to their hidey-holes.
–Image by Danny Thomas
