Sun Course

The sun props up an elbow in the dawn and casts a sleepy yawn, inquisitive birds to test the air. They travel with the leaves, a wave of dreams transported by a primal breath. The sun stands upright, the heat of noon emanates a grating order that makes the humble beasts stampede among the scrub, nightmare-like, fleeing prima facie rule. The sun then sets in the ancient west, soft shadow sounds remain of rustling sheets as wise animals glide among the palms that edge the sea, like death seeking out its source.