Saintly Motion

by TS S. Fulk

The sun will rise today

'tis a statement of fact

a certainty of life

with her perfect circle

the celestial orb glides

through the ether of space

However here it is dark and

no amount of guarantee can 

keep one’s faculty of reason

from postulating the myst’ries

that surround, circumvent daily

existence to the extent that

even the heavenly spheres might

fail in their eternal duty

Of course such heresy

will undo me long before then