The Golden Sun

The Golden Sun

 

High in the sky,

An orb of magnificent light.

Beaming down with all might,

Blinding to the sight.

 

Power unbridled.

Nor idled…

But keeps shining

With unhindered timing.

 

Forceful and gleaming,

Looking down on the dreaming.

Eyes of fire ever raining upon the sustaining,

The golden sun ever remaining.

 

Radiating power,

Giving strength to every tower.

Forever up high,

Processing authority to reside.

 

Way up in the heavens,

Yet the shine will never end.

For since the world begun,

God set in motion the golden sun.

 

Way up high,

Yet, He thought to look upon you and I.

With all consuming love,

He sent the golden Son.

 

Melinda McQueen Rodgers

June 3, 2021

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful and wonderful words shared dear Melinda.
"Way up high,
Yet, He thought to look upon you and I.
With all consuming love,
He sent the golden Son."
I liked the above lines. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for reading and leaving your thoughtful review.

[Chris Shaw]

A poem about the glory both of the sun and God's son. Loved the description of the golden orb radiating its magnificent energy. Very nicely conveyed and uplifting with it Melinda. What a prolific writer you are. Your muse keeps you busy :)

Chris

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for reading and leaving your encouraging review.

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome.