The Sun That Doesn't Rise Or Set

The Sun That Doesn’t Rise Or Set

The sun that doesn’t rise or set

For those who don’t believe their eyes, 

Who look at it but never let

It set or else ascend the skies—

They are the mortal enemy

Of only a phenomenon

Because what they refuse to see

Is an arisen, setting sun.

And for their having done away

With what they see for what they’re told

They’ve lost the concept of the day

And killed creation manifold,

For they’ve rejected He who made

The universe and all therein,

Ignoring both sun’s light and shade

And any old thing to be seen.

And in its place they worship what

Has nothing that is anymore

Than what in place of it they’ve put

Misunderstanding what it’s for,

And in the absence of those lights 

God has suspended in the sky

There are no longer heights or sights

For us to scale God’s ladder by.