In the morning’s gentle embrace,
The sun awakens with grace,
Painting skies in hues of gold,
Stories of warmth quietly told.
Through the day, it climbs so high,
A guardian in the vast blue sky,
Its rays dance upon the sea,
A timeless dance, wild and free.
As the evening whispers near,
The sun descends, bright yet clear,
Casting shadows long and deep,
A lullaby as the world falls asleep.
In its glow, life finds its song,
Where light and warmth belong,
A celestial guide, forever true,
The sun, a gift to me and you.