Shining beacon in the sky,
Emitting life from your light.
Radiant arms stretching down,
Spreading joy without sound.
Reigning supreme during day,
Successful in every way.
An orb rises opposing sun,
Glowing brightly with sun done.
Smaller twinkling companions rise,
Watching the world with blinking eyes.
Sun meets this orb’s gaze,
It moves him in unspeakable ways.
For her to live, sun must die –
He takes a breath and dives.
Without sun peeking through,
Moon’s strength soon grew.
She lived fully all night long,
Until she heard Sun’s lovely song.
Moon quietly asked him “why?”
To which the sun replied,
“Your beauty reigns supreme.
Living without it means nothing to me.”
The moon drifted to sleep as the sun grew bright,
Spending all day craving her light.
Each night the Sun sacrificed his life,
So the Moon could live throughout the night.
He loved her so much he died each night,
Just so the world could see her light.