Sol Varm Sunnan by unknown

Sun from the south, Moon’s companion
cast her right hand over the sky’s rim.
Sun did not see who labored in her shade,
a gardener who had no heights to scale.
Sun did not know where she had a home,
yet the gardener’s hands found certainty in soil.
Stars did not know where they belonged,
while the gardener’s boots left prints in softened ground.
And as the gardener’s work broached heaven’s margin,
Moon did not know what strength she held.

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