Sun on skin – A poem


As I sit




the flavor

of the sun

hitting my skin

warming, caressing, enveloping

my cells…

The light imparts a certainity

Crying out…


A declaration

that I am loved

coming from above


esoterically, literally or cosmic,



is the same.

Lifted higher

that the spires

in any ancient city

Higher still…

Than the plumes

that empower


to kiss

the edge of space.

This flavor

I savor

is greater


that of grace.


4 thoughts on “Sun on skin – A poem

  1. Hello… Great talent and it seems to flow easily. Thank you for visiting my blog. I hope you found something that blessed you. I will be sharing soon on some more dreams, visions and things I sense the Lord speak to me in quiet times. You also keep up this great work! 🙂 have a great day!

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Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way.