In the day, the sun whispers warmth,
Spreading golden rays through the sky.
It paints the world in hues of light,
A promise of hope in every dawn.

As twilight descends, the sun bids adieu,
Leaving behind a trail of fiery glow.
The sky transforms, a canvas anew,
Where moonlight will soon bestow.

The moon rises, a silent guardian,
Casting a silver spell on the night.
It whispers secrets to the stars,
Guiding dreamers with its gentle light.

Together they dance, sun and moon,
In an eternal waltz of time.
One brings day, the other night,
Their whispers, an endless rhyme.