The sun shines and brightens our days
seeping waters up to the sky and
and pouring them back to earth as rain.
The sun is real to our own eyes.
The moon shines during nights
as full moon, half moon,
new moon or no moon;
it rotates on earth's axis
bringing to us our months in milleniums.
The moon is real before our eyes.
The sun and the moon are faces of
truth during days and nights in our lives:
never alternative truths, never half truths,
never fake truths of our digital genius.
Truth is there in time and beyond time
revealed by lights from sun and moon
reflecting concience of the human mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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