Sun

I wake up with a ray of light

as it hits the glass window,

light from a celestial fireball in the sky,

shining, blazing, scorching yellow.

The light lets me see

how beautiful the world is,

how the wind blows the leaves of trees,

and how a face lights up with youthful bliss.

The sun, ever so radiant,

with its saffron hue,

lights up my whole world,

just like you do.