I stare deep into the sky
My eyes above face
Wondering how big it is
And how it heats the place

All these cluttered thoughts
Run scattered through my head
For the sun is the oven
My body is the bread

The peace that my inside feels
From my head straight to my feet
For it covers me completely
Like a blanket full of heat

How good my body feels
My pleasure has been fed
For the sun is the oven
My body is the bread

A pale look has faded
Now a golden brown
My body fed of nutrients
That seep into the ground

It is hard to move myself
My body heavy lead
For the sun is the oven
My body is the bread

The ball of fire starts to set
The day closes to night
The heat then begins to chill
My body frozen fright

But tomorrow will bring a new
As it rises from the dead
For again the sun’s oven
Will bake my body’s bread