Dear Shining Sun, Your shimmering tears and your sunburst spirals Always made me shoot a smile When the shadows screamed, and scratched, and snarled, and screamed You would stand straight, to suppress the stinging sobs You didn’t tell the sandy starships until the serenading songbird had split Though the shining songbird has set off on his own, his sacred psalms can still be heard in the swirling wisps Through the shadowing steps and starlit steeples In the skyward headed smoke and the swishing sage stalks In the silent skies and the swelling sapphire streams I’ll see you smiling still Dear Shining Sun I’ll miss you
