
SUN
Sun, the ball of glowing helium’s,
Containing fission and fusion through atoms
the sun, a roaring sea of furious fire
sending out huge loops, solar flare,
It gives light and heat to everyone,
And neither favors or denies anyone
Light is the origin of existing lives,
Whatever we can see in our open eyes.
When the Sun shines with a pleasant smile
Mother earth removes her dark night veil.
Sun tells us a fair history of light and color.
Hidden geodes of spectrum's splendor
Plants with billions of leaves become bright,
Holding unimaginable amounts of light,
The cleavages and valleys glow shaded blue
In the shadow of high rise mountains through,
Icy mountain peaks reflect the rays in totals
Sea-twilight rising up on whitened crystals.
In the deep sea, marking bluish shade so far,
Blinking with marine shine of green phosphor,
Sun bears history of something so ubiquitous
Hidden behind nature’s emerald silences-
Sun can create nights and days,
And can rippling against the Milky Ways.
It’s the source of midnight sheers of rainbows
Though it curves into dark black space,
Sun is power and everything Sun is god, sun is king,
Sun is not an ordinary living being,
I found the beautiful lies in myths and religions
in our forefathers tale, in books, in our old songs
It is eternal truth that no one has yet written, even with fun.
Sun, the ball of glowing helium’s,
Containing fission and fusion through atoms
the sun, a roaring sea of furious fire
sending out huge loops, solar flare,
It gives light and heat to everyone,
And neither favors or denies anyone
Light is the origin of existing lives,
Whatever we can see in our open eyes.
When the Sun shines with a pleasant smile
Mother earth removes her dark night veil.
Sun tells us a fair history of light and color.
Hidden geodes of spectrum's splendor
Plants with billions of leaves become bright,
Holding unimaginable amounts of light,
The cleavages and valleys glow shaded blue
In the shadow of high rise mountains through,
Icy mountain peaks reflect the rays in totals
Sea-twilight rising up on whitened crystals.
In the deep sea, marking bluish shade so far,
Blinking with marine shine of green phosphor,
Sun bears history of something so ubiquitous
Hidden behind nature’s emerald silences-
Sun can create nights and days,
And can rippling against the Milky Ways.
It’s the source of midnight sheers of rainbows
Though it curves into dark black space,
Sun is power and everything Sun is god, sun is king,
Sun is not an ordinary living being,
I found the beautiful lies in myths and religions
in our forefathers tale, in books, in our old songs
It is eternal truth that no one has yet written, even with fun.
”No one owns light, no one owns the sun.”
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