Mighty Sun

I was staring at the horizon. 

There was utter darkness, 

outlines of the landscape. 

It is cold, the chill is making me cringe, angry and bitter. 

I kept looking far into and sometimes beyond the horizon, 

my eyes fixed somewhere, nowhere. 

I just want to move, but between wanting and doing, 

I just kept thinking.

I made no steps. 

There rose a ball of fire, blinding in its glory. 

I could barely stare at it. 

Oh, mighty Sun, Who are you,

What are you?

You didn’t speak. 

You only sent a warmth so energising,

that my body sprang into action. 

I finally made the move. 

Yet I thought it was all my doing. 

You rose yet higher into the sky. 

I thought that You belonged to me, and

You watched out only for me. 

I am humbled now when I see the

beautiful sunflower always turning towards You. 

My arrogance is shattered.

You are so mighty that I cannot look at You 

for more than one second. 

Yet the sunflower follows You as an obedient student, 

always facing You. 

I wonder what lessons You have been imparting to it. 

Why can’t I be like it? 

🌺 Jai Shri Hari 🌺