Awe-Sun Poem by aryaindia india

to the Sun God (Aditya) - Hinduism


Standing on the high peak of a mountain
I gape in awe at the yellow rising sun
The golden colors meet my refreshed eyes
Which twinkle in amazement at his spread
Of dawn I rise to greet the early morn

A little later, I feel the rising heat
Rays so striking but very gentle and neat
He pierces through my soulful inner being
I gasp with exasperation quietly seeing
The change in nature I perceive true

Evening merging sun so tames self true
Inner radiant with illuminating beaming hue
At horizon, the blend considerable flush
The radiance sent so makes me naturally blush
Ending his array of brilliance thoroughly lush

Next, westward does he merrily go
To capture hearts like mine that overflow
Yonder with such delight that no one really knows
In truth he fills the space, some other mind to blow

By aryaindia


Author's comments:
'Without the sun, there would be no me or you on this divine earth'