Such a hopeful day

While I slept long

The blue seeped in

To every corner

Of the sky

The puffs of white

Arranged just so

And a golden orb

That hung just right

To glow upon each

Upturned soul

And the earth sang out

In choruses

Of bird and tree 

And we

Rejoicing 

Rejoicing

Sara Mathews     January 2021

Edvard Munch ~ The Sun ~ 1909