R e s p l e n d e n t 

So golden, so very golden,
I wish I could share
the warm fire from heather
as the Sun shines;

Spreading light from both below and above.

Sky, heather and fields
all take part
In this resplendent show,
this otherworldly praise,

Praise to life in all.

Reflections from the sun?
or are we also deep down
suns that can shine and glow?
Can we spread light,

Can we each be someone’s sun
lift sorrow, spread hope?
How grand that would be.

© miriam ivarson