And what if the sun does not need you to wake

And what if the sun does not need you to wake?
If your eyes are not the source of his light,
Nor the reason for his persistent warmth,
What if the world will not implode in a cascade of fractured ice,
If you choose to rest
And close your eyes?

Or perhaps to dream
And dance anew,
But in the other direction,
The shadier, rainier direction,
That’s fun too, wouldn’t you say?
Like a new human discovers puddles
Or a dog will always find the mud bath,
Like that;

What if your life doesn’t depend on the sun’s rising each day?
Then what—
And now what—
What will you do “with your one wild and precious life?”
What does living look like in your body,
In your brain,
And have you ever considered
That maybe the Sun is seeking to catch up
to You,
And that
to You
He feels nice(?).