In the near-night morning
When the sun
Battling timidity
Avoided approaching the skies.
When birds laid slain with sleep
When the day
Had of late, been begotten
And laid suckling in the rocking ***** of time.
Upon an insomnia-provoked thought I pondered.
Wondering what the age of the sun might be.
Delved into some critical reasoning here.
Danced to the beats of deep philosophizing there.
Borrowing Plato's cloak....
The sun
Impregnated with heat
She sprays the earth with good shining.
Negotiating with darkness
She innovates light.
She constantly radiates a golden smile.
NO WRINKLES IN HER EYES, LIE!
Alas! Alas!
My thoughts procreated futility.
We may never know the age of the sun.
Apr 29, 2024
Apr 29, 2024 at 3:20 AM UTC
In the near-night morning
When the sun
Battling timidity
Avoided approaching the skies.
When birds laid slain with sleep
When the day
Had of late, been begotten
And laid suckling in the rocking ***** of time.
Upon an insomnia-provoked thought I pondered.
Wondering what the age of the sun might be.
Delved into some critical reasoning here.
Danced to the beats of deep philosophizing there.
Borrowing Plato's cloak....
The sun
Impregnated with heat
She sprays the earth with good shining.
Negotiating with darkness
She innovates light.
She constantly radiates a golden smile.
NO WRINKLES IN HER EYES, LIE!
Alas! Alas!
My thoughts procreated futility.
We may never know the age of the sun.
How old is the sun?