Tide of life

Perihelion screams soar:
Chalk lines on the universe
Streaking at the speed of light
Day or night that
Define us:
We are our orbits.
We are our moons.
We sons.
We wear our orbits
Like a garland of existence.
Watch the wind blow
Listen to the sunrise.
And get up and do it again.
Aphelion fears soar:
Sisyphus daymares.