Poem 2 : The sun . How was the world without the sun

In the canvas of the sky, a golden sphere, A radiant monarch, banishing fear. The Sun emerges with a splendid ray, Painting the world in hues of day. A celestial dance, the dawn's embrace, Chasing shadows, revealing grace. With fiery fingers, it touches the earth, Awakening life, heralding rebirth ----------------------------------------------------- Imagine the world without the sun ----------------------------------------------------- Yet, here it is, a celestial guide, Spreading warmth far and wide. A giver of energy, a source so divine, The sun, our eternal lifeline... Poem by mananjara Subscribe for more poem and story