Sun…

Who is it?

Sun is the one who irradiates
warmth and transcendence.

Warmth
is poetic brilliance.

Transcendence
is imaginative luminance.

Sun sees beyond its concept.

Sun falls into the limitless
lands of imagination
to be…

Love.

Or should I
instead ask,
what is it?

What is
the difference
between
me and nature?

Am I nature
or is nature
in me?

Perhaps, we should
ask Huitzilopochtli,
but as soon as I do
I go blind.

Too much war!

How much more
will we stand it?

Perhaps, the sun
is not there to be seen,
but to be lived
as fire within me.

So, I ask again,
what is nature?

If so, who am I
in blindness?

So in darkness,
I may see again
without light.