SUNLIGHT

Effulgent, it lights where it falls,

pouring onto earth,

even-handed, unwitting.

Thus the glories of pale clouds, their shade,

or the depths of the somber, their lavish rains

easing the heat, slaking thirst, snuffing flame.

Thus the insistent breeze, shoving out

the stagnant, clearing the obstructed.

Thus the amazing workmen, raising houses

for the rich, the poor, for all

to turn the wind, the rain, the scalding rays,

while they themselves abide in shacks, in the cold

stepping out to feel the sun, in the heat

slipping to the shade of tall properties

built with their own hands.