Rays, a light of haze, beaming upon the Earth.
A beauty of the night, shining from eons to eons... a never-ending tale.
Born from a boom, the sound of creation.
The night-shiner, brighter every trente jours.
A beauty I admired, and shall continue,
Till my breath leavens,
and I shall smile with you alight shining from my once bright eyes.
©vaishajen
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