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A Journey To the Far Side of the Sun!
- Thread starter Joe Riley
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Nancy Hart
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Yvonne Smith
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We are told that the sun is a ball of fire. We are also told that there is no oxygen in space, and we all know that fire has to have oxygen to burn. So, what is the sun burning, and how is it burning it, if there is no way a fire can burn out there ?
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The Sound of the Sun
By George Bradley"It makes one all right, though you hadn’t thought of it,
A sound like the sound of the sky on fire, like Armageddon,
Whistling and crackling, the explosions of sunlight booming
As the huge mass of gas rages into the emptiness around it."
(CONTINUE)
The Sun – Mary Oliver
"Have you ever seen
anything
in your life
more wonderful
than the way the sun,
every evening,
relaxed and easy,
floats toward the horizon
and into the clouds or the hills,
or the rumpled sea,
and is gone–
and how it slides again
out of the blackness,
every morning,
on the other side of the world,
like a red flower
streaming upward on its heavenly oils,
say, on a morning in early summer,
at its perfect imperial distance–
and have you ever felt for anything
such wild love–
do you think there is anywhere, in any
language,
a word billowing enough
for the pleasure
that fills you,
as the sun
reaches out,
as it warms you
as you stand there,
empty-handed–
or have you too
turned from this world–
or have you too
gone crazy
for power,
for things?"
by Mary Oliver
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Nancy Hart
Well-known member
Old Sol
"Old Sol comes over the edge of the world.Over the knoll, through the woods, fast in his labor.
He reaches out passed solitary trees, and gregarious hardwoods,
Under masses of clustering shrub, titillating all that's there!
He laces himself around the flora; their heads arched on nodding frames.
They beckon, fluttering, reaching upward to touch the canopy far above.
Rushing deep down into the green lushness, Sol plunges.
Into the sleepy headed souls stemming from the trees.
Merrily he dances a wild jig on their beds, while waking all living things.
Outstretched limbs and roots mingle, then stretch out…
All things yawn then embrace both earth and sky.
As the day gets longer gray ghosts wake from their nights rest."
In deeper shades of purple and steely blue, kaleidoscoping as they roll.
In dappled golden light rebelling they hug fast to where they lay,
Still restless in their dreams, these sleepyheads are slow to conform.
But the world is full of joyful chatter, with no choice!
Birds sing in praise with their morning songs, All is well, all is well!?
yet, Good Old Sol! he too knows that all too soon…
Midday comes, then night with glorious moon!
And at the end of day, tired from his toil…faithfully off to bed he goes!
Where oneness is found with her finger to her lips,
All is well with such sweet surrender, in silent gentleness of night.
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