Perfect Sun
The sun is a perfect circle of glowing orange.
I look into her, my eyes shivering at her circumference.
She’s perched behind a cluster of maple branches
like all the potential of today in one stunning ball
of magic light. When I blink, she puts her face on my
eyelids, a flash of golden mirrored from the sky
over words on the page as I write.
Before I beheld her, my dreams yelled
Orenda
over and over. We were looking for each other.
I felt how far back my soul’s roots tangle in
a chaos so peaceful I could see harmony
like waves of silk robes on the wind.
The sun climbs the horizon…
nearly beyond maple’s leafy border now,
her face imprinting on my vision – what a day
that begins with a star I can put into my body.
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VANESSA SHIELDS, writer 
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On Mon, 19 Jul 2021 at 15:47, VANESSA SHIELDS, writer wrote:
> Vanessa Shields posted: ” Perfect Sun The sun is a perfect circle of > glowing orange.I look into her, my eyes shivering at her > circumference.She’s perched behind a cluster of maple brancheslike all the > potential of today in one stunning ball of magic light. When I blink, s” >
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