sun dance

I write about the sun any chance I get.  I find her to be one of God’s most beautiful creations.  While God was creating earth on the third day, he filled the need to incorporate light to separate darkness. 

In Genesis 1:14-18, NLT, it says, 

“14 Then God said, “Let lights appear in the sky to separate the day from the night. Let them be signs to mark the seasons, days, and years. 15 Let these lights in the sky shine down on the earth.” And that is what happened. 16 God made two great lights—the larger one to govern the day, and the smaller one to govern the night. He also made the stars. 17 God set these lights in the sky to light the earth, 18 to govern the day and night, and to separate the light from the darkness. And God saw that it was good.”

I’m attracted to light because of God’s love for me.  I notice the areas of which he has pulled me out of darkness literally and figuratively.  I find peace in knowing the protection I feel from the sun, moon, and stars.  While this poem isn’t a direct reflection of my love for Christ, I find that the sun plays a huge role in the aspect of feeling warm, loved, and desirable.  When I look for characteristics in other people, I often connect them to one of these symbols of creation that remind me of my love for my faith.

Sun Dance by Anyah Jackson

The first thing I 

thought about 

was the sun.

Oh, how you must

have flattered her, 

for her to give you

a ray to wrap around 

you. 

Your fingertips fidget with 

mine, like a maze you 

can’t solve.  Searching new

avenues, intertwined routes

led to dead ends.

As the sun waits to

meet the tide, I can’t help 

but notice the brown glow 

in your eyes; like golden

leaves falling as slow as honey

in early September.


How many more times does 

the sun have to kiss the 

skyline before the pounding 

in your chest breaks free? 

A simple confession as 

predictable as the alphabet that 

says we were made 

to be the stars.

There’s only a matter of 

time before the sun will 

waltz with the moon

one 

last 

time. 

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