The sun stays constant,
Day after day,
Yet its warmth shifts,
Varying across the climes.
The moon waxes and wanes,
Night after night,
Yet its cool glow remains
Unchanged in all lands.
Neither sun nor moon rests—
Both orbit their destined paths,
Bearing the weight
Of eternal time.
MyKoul
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