Comprehend the Sun -10/16/04

You say you loved me, maybe
Well I can’t buy that one
Like saying that a baby
Can understand the Sun.

She feels the warmth upon her
But cannot fly to stand
From where the flames do conjure,
Just knows it second-hand

She cannot feel the burning
That dwells inside its core
Just smiles, her eyes now turning
Absorbing warmth and more.

But soon takes it for granted,
Moves on to other toys
Forgets: if light’s recanted
Just so will pass her joys.

And now that it has passed you by
And nothing now will be the same
Not understanding why, you cry.
You never even knew its name.