Whether it be Ra, giver-of-life or Apollo
riding Helios's chariot across the sky the
molten gold disk of the sun throws
its rays of incandescent light and heat
onto the landscape of the world we know
casually accepting the mantle of father
of all that lives adopting all that exists
on Earth as the offspring that Nature
birthed and Sun nurtures. At no time
other than autumn when all that grows
prepare to withdraw at winter's approach
does the sun send its glitter below to
ornament trees as though in celebration
of summer past, in golden hues mirroring
its own to fall to ground even as gold
fungi rises from the soil in a symphonic
concert of seasonal joy foretelling death.
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