Warmth Is in the Sun

The words are from an unknown source, I suspect Franciscan in origin.

Warmth is in the sun, night and day are done

Now the midday sun is high in the center of the sky

Into the yellow of the sun we fly.

Warmth is in the sun- make the coldness run

Warmth for frosted handlebars, the frozen tires of frozen cars

And ground beneath the winter stars.

Brother sun is in the air

For tortoise, fox and hare

get up and jump and leap

baby lamb and mother sheep

Come, oh come, the Lord has sent the sun

I was searching for simplicity, exploring it in my art with Brancusi and Modigliani and seeking simpler approaches to basic concepts in my writing as well.I am still tied to the earth as is evidenced here.

May 1975

Anthony Foster-adaptation and music