In the corner
of where I live
the curtains open
regularly
to let in
the light
and
sometimes
the sun
Nochrisis
Day 1123, morning sun.
In the morning sun
I shine lately
till the earth turns
Nochrisis
Day 1119, the sun.
Stand still!
I am waiting
for the sun
Nochrisis
Day 1072, still water.
Sudden strong wind coming from the other shore form ripples on still water.
The sun has reached its highest point and is descending scattered in reflecting water.
From the bright light of midday, through the long shadows, it ends in dark red reflection on calmed water.
Nochrisis
Day 861, shadows.
The sun is too late
shrouded in drawn out shadows
it will never bloom.
Day 850, sunlight.
A stem between earth
the fleeing warmth of a star
a bearer of life.
Day 804, a thought.
Gathering the suns
essential ingredient
for life’s consciousness.
Day 796, rays.
Future horizon
promise rejuvenation
and I will open.
Day 792, opening.
