The Sun Sent Me A Prompt Reply... Poem by Julie Anjani

The sun sent me a prompt reply,
Revealing truth through secret pun;
So that a soul could rise and fly,
It gave the ray of hope on run.

Drinking clouds from bowl of sky,
It walked in vastness, having fun;
The lake surface reflected spry
Warm face, that healed my mood and won.

Does the heart need veil and why,
If repeating figure one by one
The lake appeared before the eye,
Clarifying feelings of the sun?