The sun met me by my parked car this morning and asked
“Why the rush?
Don’t you have something better to do,
Than go to that busy job of yours?”
I thought the sun brought up a particularly persuasive point, and so
Not wanting to offend,
I told the sun to meet me on my balcony in a minute or two.
There we sat, the sun and I, and discussed things like trees, and leaves and birds,
I told the sun I am still learning to say yes to beauty.
The sun said, “Why I think that’s a beautiful thing to say.”
I offered to make the sun some coffee,
But then realized the sun is 93 million miles away,
And it would take me a long time to deliver it.
The sun replied, “It would also be cold by then, and not many people enjoy cold coffee.”
I appreciated the sun’s politeness,
Because I know the sun has secretly always wanted to try some coffee,
Might even be a bit jealous
Since some people see coffee before they see the sun.
We sat in silence for a bit longer.
The sun then said, “I very much enjoyed this, but I’ve got places to go,
And a tight schedule, you’ll have to excuse me.”
I replied, “That’s alright,” and
“Thanks for stopping by,
I’ve got to go to work anyhow,
I’ll see you
I knew the sun was just thinking of me
And being polite again,
Because the sun,
Seeing my feet tap
And my eyes glance at my watch,
Probably knew I felt bad for being late to work,
And also the sun doesn’t actually move.
I am the one that moves, and I am still learning to say yes to beauty.