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Mar 2018
The sun is present by my acts
awaking early in the day
when I stand on the cliff
looking out to earth's rim
too many times the world is blessed
by the selfless effort spent
pleading for the presentation
of this bless illumination.

You may ask how this could be
given my age and history
I'll respond with complete zeal
I'm the cause of morning's glow
the elders came before my birth
performed the same on this rock
and so on by ancestors
serving man so all may live.

There is no need to watch it set
this journey’s sure by God's hand
winding down is surety
setting stage for waking's task
perhaps I do this for myself
knowing this is stage dressing
it matters not as consequence
the sun will rise when I am there.

© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20180305.
Long ago I read a story about a group who would greet the sun everyday to ensure it would rise again.  My super hazy memory, backed up with the inability to find the source on the internet, had the group stating something like, "who knows what would happen if we didn’t do it? ".   My take-away is that the implied motivation is somewhere between insurance of the future and an action that feeds the group's soul.
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