Squinting at Divine Glory #poem #poetry #solar #sun #solarsystem

Egyptian sun godHail to you, Ra,
Perfect each day!
Or so it appears
As skyward we gaze.

The sun burns too bright
For humans to bear,
As said of the gods,
It’s blindness to stare.

But sometimes through clouds,
If hazes are thick,
You’ll glimpse some strange spots
That blemish the disk.

No longer dependent
On weather to view,
Is solar observing
That daily we do.

Much more fantastic
Than imagined of old
Is the vast sphere of plasma
Today we behold.

Kate Rauner

Inspired by a recent solar cycle study reported in newsweek.com

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