A Midday Sun

Have you ever looked up at a Midday Sun,

Shining through the weeping forest canopies.

A golden glowing furnace, that’s larger than life.

Glaring down, from there above.

 

Have you ever flown up to touch the Midday Sun,

Travelling through that deep blue sky and beyond.

A vortex of colour, like a rainbow’s many hues.

Cascading down, from there above.

 

Have you ever been blinded by the Midday Sun.

By that purity of brilliant white.

Forcing your burning eyelids to shut tight.

The Corona’s fiery circles intensely bright.

Like an Angels alluring halo of slivering light.

Enchanting to your mesmerized sight.

Encapsulating a lover’s first flight.

And scorching your heart’s delights.

 

Ivor Steven.