Sun gets some more responsibility
to finish it, would work extra
hours.
He has to unveil your created
beauty
so very obediently follows thy
orders.
He clears the fog and clouds of the
way
and has to melt the spread sheet of
snow.
Easily can reach, everywhere, his
rays,
thou can view and review thy art
now.
Colourful flowers smile looking the
sky.
Happy Moon thanks the Sun for his
work.
Sleeping creatures have opened
their eyes.
Brooks sing, leaves dance on breeze
lurk.
The great eternal show at Sun set and
rise
Thy flawless art compels eyes to surprise.
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