Sun by Henry Rowe
ANGEL, king of streaming morn; Cherub, call'd by Heav'n to shine; T' orient tread the waste forlorn; Guide aetherial, pow'r divine; Thou, Lord of all within! Golden spirit, lamp of day, H
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ANGEL, king of streaming morn; Cherub, call'd by Heav'n to shine; T' orient tread the waste forlorn; Guide aetherial, pow'r divine; Thou, Lord of all within! Golden spirit, lamp of day, H
I wait for the Day -My Dear Friend, When you and meTogether, Holding hands of Each other, Will be able to seeThe Sun RisingAnd The SunSetting...At Our End.Author: Aparna Chatterjee
The Sun is not just a special starHuge balls of hot gases are stars spinning in spaceSo big so hot and giving heat and light to the EarthLarger than one million Earths is the Shining Sun in front o
the sun when you close your eyesmassages your darknessthe moon a plateto collectthe realm of darknessthat the sun exposesAuthor: john tiong chunghoo
With the crack of the bat, baseballs seem tofly and float over my glove! As i step backnear the wall, this round like orbapproaches furiously from way above! I take a long jump, and stretch out my
The noonday sunholds court in our galaxywhile earth spins her wheels(5.24.06 - my first haiku)Author: Esther Leclerc
sun goes on shiningwhile the debbil beats his wifeblues played lefthandedtopsy-turvy inside outunder the weatherdown by the seaa broke johnny walkermister meanerbigger than a big mancirrus
The sun seeking my shadow My shadow hides behind meAnd when i look at mad-showThe sun gazes to blind meI watch the sun from farThe sun witnesses only earth Yes something called barSeperates me
Brethrens: Moon, Sun, distant ConstellationsPowerful divine universal life forcesIn true wonder and thanksgiving I hail Thee, this morning’s shower of shooting starsPackaged and dropped in old
(for Kwame) 1 It is mid-afternoon now, the sun streaks slant wards through the attic's double-glazing melting the scorched ink in my crowded note-book that lies blanched on the sparse
Pale morning sun that rises in the east, Spread wide your light, And let the warming blush be thus increased, To shine more bright.Welcome the dawn and so enhance the sky, With colours that unit
Sun over dark trees; Sun rising over the black; Sun and blueness, BLISS! This day is a special one; This perfect day, is like A KISS! This is another wonderful day! One Sun, keeps us warm; O