The Ageless Sun Poem by Uche Nwanze

As I sit down I stare in awe at the ageless Sun, she sits up there like she never left.
I marvel at the masterpiece of the creator, the priceless gift to mankind.
I look in amazement as she smiles on flora
and fauna, on the opulent and indigent, young and senile, on black and white. She does not discriminates as she covers everyone under her fortress.

Seasons come and go, she sits everyday up
there in the sky. Trees grow and die, comets blaze forth and disappear, she lives for all ages.

Yesterday I was a child, today I am s grown man, yet she is still the same as yesterday.

I salute the Golden Sun, the Queen of the Galaxy. She reigns in majesty in the heavens.

As I sit on the terrace, I ponder and wonder how she rises at dawn and retires to bed at dawn.

Pearls are beautiful but her beauty is for eternity. She drives away every fear of darkness with her astonishing radiance.
her presence full of splendour. She holds everyone spellbound with an aura of her splendour.

The earth waits with bathed breath when dark clouds eclipse your charming impeccable smile.

She announces to mankind the birth of a new day. Her existence births forth a ray of hope for humanity.

As I sit down to write, I look up into the blue sky and say to myself what a wonderful world because of your ageless beauty.

Imagine the world without the Sun, we'd vanish into oblivion.

Imagine all of creation without your alluring beauty, a city in chaos.

Imagine the sky without your dazzling charm, a world in ruins.

As I sit lost in the realm of imagination, if only I could climb up the sky and stare
at your pretty eyes.

What a priceless gift of Mother Nature, the stars may melt away, the Moon may grow thin but you will forever be ageless.