The sun gives no excuses

The sun gives no excuses 
 for where it likes to go;
 dependable, and yet a force
 we cannot really know 

The sun streams past the loving trees;
 it sends us into dreaming --
 this moment, and this life, are both
 but merely


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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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