Sun is life
It’s a beautiful planet we live on with its broad expanses of waters, cooling breezes and green vegetation.
It’s a jewel.
Life runs free on that rich soil.
This is the world we evolved on. A symbiotic web of life that is all sustaining.
This is the goldilocks planet.
There is so much beauty and wonder crammed into a tiny corner of the galaxy.
We need to breathe it in every now and then, to feel its awesome strength and relish its unlikely marvels. The fact that we are here at all is incredible.
To have the consciousness to appreciate its splendours is something to celebrate.
A mere second in this place is worth a billion years of oblivion.
How fortunate we are.
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There’s a nuclear reaction
In the sky
That gives life to us all.
For all eternity
We’ve wondered why.
Now we teach it in school.
It’s either a scientific product
Or it’s a god.
From scientific and religious odd-bods.
Opher – 26.6.2022
How our gods change through time. Once it was universally accepted that the sun was a god. It was appeased through prayer, ritual and worship. Now it is a scientific phenomenon whose secrets have provided us with colossal weapons.
The sun – life-giver.
The sun – the cause of much death and misery.
Human beings have a way of taking something good and twisting it into something evil.
The sun – provider of life!
We’re tried worshipping many things. The sun makes more sense than most. We live within its atmosphere and it gives us the light and heat that gives us life.
The Green Man and the sun gods Helios, Ra, Kehpri, Atum, Inti, Lugh, Hepa, Garuda, Huitzilopocthli, Apollo, Surya, Sol, Sol Invictus, Shemesh, Sunnya, and a host more, were all widely worshipped.
The longest and shortest days are good reasons for having a great festival and celebration. Nature is what supports us. We should respect it and celebrate its bounty.
I wrote this poem after seeing Nazca Nine on the Summer Solstice. It was a great gig. They were definitely waxing lyrical and many of the monarchs of yore were thought to be incarnations of Sun Gods.
Then there’s the Moon. It’s been a long time since we walked on it. I think some ancient cultures would have shuddered at the very thought.
Solstices are like a rebirth. I like the idea.
Waxing on the lyrical
Beneath the sacred sun
Getting quite satirical
When God and Queen are one
Verging on the mystical
Beneath the sister moon
Hope we get there soon
Nineteen Nazca nine
Is looming from the dawn
Me and thee and thine
Are going to be reborn