sometimes I look, in the late afternoon

stare into the sun

while its low on the horizon

daring to see

into  beams of extreme light

perhaps just to prove

the will and the might

abolishing some fear

of its wrong or its right

i squinted at first

a sliver between trees

then full face wide eyed

i examined much deeper

allowing the rays to penetrate

my sight, sear into my brain

and land straight to my heart

receiving a rush of wonderous

success,  waves of beams

and extensions of star dust

the performance indeed magnificent