The sun will raise you up

With impeccable credentials the sun
enters the room    it locates the roses
you cut from your garden   it locates your
face    your lips   your pain
                                casts your shadow on
the wall    It passes through a cut glass ash-
tray on your coffee table    and creates
a prismatic rainbow as it goes    and
captures a cascade of dust motes in the
dry air    It leaves the silence unaltered
It leaves your tears unaltered   your sadness
It passes no judgment on any of
your actions     It is all-forgiving all-
forgetting   You were crucified in love
The sun will raise you up
                                  to love again

John Lyons

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