Sunlight

There is a heavenly sunlight beyond the window of this world

Sunlight comes out only at noon,
Leaving the mourning soul behind,
Lost the glow in early frown,
Scattering stars in the dark recline.

Burning sun move with time,
Far from the human mind,
Passing daily temperament,
To a realm only the infinite can find.

Morning mesmerize, when the sun arises,
From the azure sunken ocean,
Arrows of diamonds pierce the eyes,
With trickling warmth defined.

Life in the shadows of reality,
Made splendor all the flaws unseen,
As the day rises; we are awaken to beauty,
Knowing the treasures light will find.

We too shall rise to meet morning sunlight,
Bruised in schemes and caught in dreams,
A list of task the sun made bright,
Take the frown to burn out signs.