Sun Ascending 

April 25 2020

As it ascends in spring

the strengthening sun

slants directly in

through the big picture window

that faces west.

Like an accusing finger

extending into corners

and distant reaches,

singling out

lost chew toys

missed dust bunnies

and unswept crumbs.

Or as a single bare bulb

dangling from above

on its long electric wire

interrogates the room;

extracting secrets

revealing treasures

and bringing the hidden to light.

But sometimes

it's better not to know.

Ignorance is bliss,

and in the darkness of winter

we are not only content in our sloth

but grateful

for its offer of rest.

While in the heat of summer

when the sun is high

and the blinds are drawn

we really can't be bothered,

not guilty at all

leaving the cleaning to fall.

But the spring sun is direct

and unsparing.

Which is why we clean

this season of rebirth,

the stuffy rooms

unbeaten rugs

and months of shedding fur.

Spring has sprung,

and we are hibernating animals

stretching and yawning

as we emerge from our lairs,

blinking

in the unaccustomed light.