Sun

 

Every morning the Sun rises,

its warm, glowing rays,

give light and life,

to the world chilled by night.

 

Grasses bow before it,

worship their almighty lord.

Flowers sing their hymns,

in praise of their deity.

 

The earth is comforted,

warmed by its presence.

Soft white clouds part,

make way for a higher being.

A lizard basks on a rock,

in the Sun's glory.

 

Steel clouds threaten,

to blot out its light.

Eternal war with the moon,

no-one wins, together

perfect harmony.

 

The Sun will not surrender,

it will forever give,

light, warmth, love

to the world that needs it.