Poem September 7, 1987 Issue

Basking

Hugh Pendexter III

A daisy (day's eye) images the sun,
Focuses its foliage toward the light,
Source of all its vital energy:
No wasted motion trying to outrun
Competitors—no envious fright;
All day it tracks the glory unerringly.

Thus would I bask in Love, untouched by fear:
I cannot make the sun of Soul shine bright,
Nor need I stoke the fires of infinity;
Thought blooms in heaven's radiant atmosphere
Of blest expectancy.

Hugh Pendexter III

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