The Sun

Bravely it roams around the details of life independently. Slowly it seems to emulate memories of those foretold. Boldly it displays the richness, its knowledge profoundly. Never disappearing, escaping the season of cold. Though it may anticipate the darkness of one case, Jealousy never affects any partition that remains seen. Tears will never flow as known by a human face. Though the shrouds of tears are still crystal clean, Smiles briskly displayed in its aperture, sensed deeply. Frowns as well glisten bright depicted upon the mind. Sadness not categorized within its realm, even meekly. Happiness integrated forever from the orbit we find. Dependent for life we have worshiped and adored true. Capturing intensity, we endure its survival, without a clue.