Each morning it rises, a golden sphere,
Spreading light, casting away the night.
With every ray, it whispers cheer,
Painting the sky in hues so bright.

It dances on waves, makes oceans gleam,
Kisses the earth, ignites the flame.
In its warmth, we dare to dream,
Under its watch, we’re never the same.

The sun, a beacon in the endless sky,
Guides our days, marks the flight of time.
Its glow, a promise, a silent sigh,
In its presence, we find the sublime.

As it sets, in a blaze of red and gold,
The world hushes, to bid it goodnight.
With the stars, its story is told,
Until dawn breaks with its glorious light.