Sun disseminates its rays so lazily
today it doesn’t seem to want
to fade away: surveys the afternoon
for longer than it savored yesterday’s,
perhaps to gaze in mild curiosity
as Summer Solstice beckons light
to stay, create the longest day,
and make the night obey to go away
more quickly than it had before,
less quickly it would tomorrow. Years
appear to wield their less and more,
their loss and gain dispassionately –
shield what they might feel beneath
and won’t betray: no trace of boredom,
joy or sorrow – won’t exalt success
nor get depressed at blundering.
But sometimes when it’s thundering,
we cannot keep from wondering.
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