In the sky’s vast, azure dome,
The sun and moon find their home.
A dance of light and dark they weave,
In cosmic balance, they believe.
By day, the sun with golden rays,
Warms the earth and lights our days.
With gentle power, it does rise,
Painting brilliance across the skies.
As twilight falls, the sun retreats,
The moon ascends, the night it greets.
With silver glow, it softly beams,
Illuminating dreams and streams.
The sun and moon, in endless chase,
Embody time and cosmic grace.
An eternal waltz they perform,
In harmony through calm and storm.