Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

Happy are days your rays begin to speak

warming Mother Earth with high energy

We delight now to sermon elegy

toward that polar vortex; nasty bleak

arctic moments driving us quite insane.

guests of your radiance, soothing the dark

icy depths that test our mettle, temps now spark

the cold distant memory. we remain

resilient, passionate, imperfect;

character as the resident withstands,

chills entomb lives where no-one understands

how the human spirit shouts of defect.

Bathe in sprouting flowers happenstance.

Sunlight speaks its flowing rays; relish chance.

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