The Healing Sun
The chaise lounge is parked in the center of the backyard today,
aimed perfectly at the sun.
Reclined with my floppy black hat shading my eyes,
I continue my journey through Margaret Atwood’s Cats Eye.
I love Margaret Atwood
and this is my treat today.
The sun has that penetrating quality
that my body surrenders to and draws completely in.
The rays thread divinely through my flesh,
parting molecules, cleansing cells
until the mass of body is unmassed.
Cells disperse from clumps and dance freely now,
energized and re-enabled
with the healing sun reaching through me,
into Earth.
-kara