With a face so bright,
Yet old in its course,
The sun arose with light
Of radiant yet gentle force.
The glorious passion awoke
All the creatures of the dawn
And with vivid harmonies they shook
Into musicality and song.
The time of the glowing face soon ended
And along came another
Whose visage would soon encourage
and extend
To creatures of the night like a mother.
Soon came a symphony of noises
From the stars of the ground
Whose melodies were not sung from
voices
But from lights abound.
The pattern is repeated the day after,
All paying homage to the luminous
crafter.
Despite universal laws, the path never
grows sore
And continues spreading light
forevermore..