Morning ushers in Del Sol
Of him we have no derth
He hammers like a demi-God
Vulcan o'r the earth

It's 9:16 already
And it will not be long
Before the mighty blacksmith
Holds the world in his tongs

He puts the desert over fire
'Til it's a white-hot sheet
Then the pounding is in earnest
It scorches in the heat!

Vulcan lived under the earth
But the hills, twisting, have spun
He now sails the skies above
The omni-potent

SUN!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/4/2016