The Sun and the Hare

When Sun was young
he rode the Earth on Hare’s back
hot as thoughtlessness
he burned and Hare bucked and leapt
crossing mountains and myths
ice ages and oceans until,
jealous of a volcano, Sun eased
into the foothills, dismounted and
was about to drink the land dry
when he noticed Hare’s brown fur
glowing golden. Angry, but unable
to become incandescent, he tried
to reclaim what he thought was his.
But Hare was too fast
slipping away like Sun’s youth.

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