Part 3: Rhymes to the Sun and Seasons

“Keep your face to the sun and you will never see the shadows.”

– Helen Keller

The following is collection of thoughts and impressions – most of which are formed when driving about Alberta. Some are quite whimsical and ‘in the moment.’ Others lend themselves to a deeper reflection or not. Such as this opener:

Cold on cold, Grey on grey. Oh, dear sun, Come and stay!

Spring

The sun has crossed the ‘centre’ line, More light, more heat, more days sublime. The nurturing warmth prepares the earth And seeds soon stir... new life bursts forth.

Getting worried yesterday

The icy wind, bare trees asway, Much cloud, no sun, a sky that’s grim Dear spring! That’s no way to begin.

Ah! A ray of sunshine

Breaking through the gloom Might be just enough To make the flowers bloom.

All is bright, all is shine, Dear sun is working overtime Green and glory, every way Clearly the work of dear ‘soleil.’

It’s bright, it’s clear, it’s calm, it’s blue, The day bursts forth with life anew Which way to go? Which field to seed? A busy day for the sun indeed!

The sun is high, the sky is blue The fields are filled with a glorious hue. Spring is here. The earth doth shout. It would appear, that you’re about.

Summer

So tomorrow is the longest day Oh how I wish that it would stay But then we’d miss the autumn glow Still winter nights, soft falling snow.

Sparkling sun and endless blue Perfect day to start anew! Another day of glorious sun Can hardly wait for another one!

The freshness of a morning dew The perfect robe to start anew. The sweetness of a sunshine smile No need to bother for a while.

Some say the truth is like the sun Clearing the darkness for everyone! Carpe Diem, Carpe Dum Always a good day with a bit of sun.

A field that runs and runs Forever……..

May there be no bounds to our present Endeavour…….

The fields are shimmering And the breezes warm The bins are filling

As combines swarm.

Fall

Today dear sun doth cross a line

Twice a year! Yes it’s true.

Seasons shrink like the morning mist

The warmth of summer shall be missed.

The day is bright, the sun doth shine

Tomatoes ripening on the vine

Malting barley in the bin

The cold and wind will soon begin.

Now that you are headed to Capricorn

Will there be news for the weathered worn? Those left to face the lengthening night

As the glorious sun shines out of sight.

Alas September is about to pass

The turn of heat, the dying grass

Sunrise, sunset converge to noon

The swirl of flake arrives too soon!

The week behind with mist and grey

Will sun appear for just for one day?

I wait and wait. What’s this? Oh no! This can’t be real! We’re in for snow.

Shakespeare wrote that April is the month most cruel, It is my view: November would win that duel. Dark skies. A break! A shaft of light distant. Could this have stirred an inspired Rembrandt?

Each day the sun is setting lower

Will glorious rays e’er shine so bright?

And cause for mind and body getting slower

Just two more days and less of night!

One more day to sun’s nadir

While days are short, there’s much to cheer

Then each day will bring more light

More of day and less of night!

Winter

As I brave the wind and cold

I search the sky, no break I’m told No moon, no stars, no sun in sight A feeling of eternal night.

The day ekes slow and painfully along No elevated prose, no poetry, no song Tedious reports, dense charts on display Oh for some sun to cheer up the day.

In this land of frost and snow Should I stay or should I go? I need some heat for frozen bones But ne’er get close to Bridget Jones!!

So Cupid’s day is on the cusp Thus, careful choice of word and sound, While all the world seems gripped in frost, May warmth and peace for all abound

Dull and dreary, not much fun February is gathering speed Will clouds dissolve, will there be sun? Shine forth, shine long, my hope indeed?

The snows do come, the sun doth go Hope for bright days, beginneth slow The snow doth go, the sun doth stay At last we have a pleasant day!

On this day of grim and grey Will the sun come out today? Gone is light, gone is bright Naught but fog and frost in sight!