Deodate

Deodate

Thursday, December 13, 2012

The Sorrow of the Sun


Oh I wish if I were not alone  
in this vast blue high sky
where I’m the ruler without crown
and warm all with the heat of my.

I envy the moon in the midst of the stars,
though it shines with my light.
I know I’m one of the stars
and with me, none dares to fight.

My heat keeps me alone and all away.
You surround me but far away.
Around me, you make your night and day
but I alone shine all the day.

For you, I’m the power, the source, the Sun
but to me, I’m alone with less fun.