Poem For the Sun

I love sitting under the naked sun Absorbing it's radiating heat That makes me breathe water through my sweatpores. Never have I seen a gloomy sun May be it would be of a rusty brown color Giving no life saving rays to the darkness-filked world But rather cold corpse flashes! It remains true within it's ceiling Changes not even when the clouds grow thicker For it embraces it's original yellow That brightens the blue earth And gives warmth to the freezing sea mammals. It follows a regular path with no diversions, It's love for serving it's purpose is consistent And with each motion it makes around us, The Lord's name it purely praises; That's how it earns more blessings to longevity. The sun never lies; neither to man nor God, But embraces it's beauty to fill our lives with light!