The sun rises with a golden grace,
Spreading warmth across the sky’s vast face.
It whispers to the waking earth,
Embracing life with every birth.

Through the day it climbs so high,
A beacon in the azure sky.
Its rays ignite both field and stream,
Illuminating every dream.

As evening falls, it gently dips,
Painting hues with soft, warm tips.
The sky becomes a canvas wide,
Where colors of the sunset glide.

And as the night begins to call,
The sun retreats beyond the wall.
Yet in the dark, its promise stays,
To rise again with brilliant rays.