The Sun
The sun in the heavens beckons at the soul,
It's beauty is like candy to the eyes,
The sun above is like a beacon of hope for all,
Giving us the things we need to survive,
Showing us light when there is nothing but darkness,
Telling stories with its movements around the wild sky.
It's never ending journey of life,
Circling the earth to spread the word of light,
Its place in this world is a place we all wish we could reach,
It's loves of us; it's giving of itself shows the essence it has.
The sun is our existence,
Without it we would perish,
Love it, live it and hold it in invisible arms,
Till the death of this fireball,
Sets us free.
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