Tuesday, June 8
Everyday it's dawn,
Then noon,
Then dusk,
Then the moon...
And the cycle repeats,
One day and another day,
And the cycle repeats,
One night and another night...
And the sun and moon never meet,
They never got a chance,
One appears, the other will retreat,
Not a glimpse, not a glance.
I don't choose to look in the science way,
I prefer the theory of sun rises and sets,
But the sun never moves, the scientist says,
But it rises and sets, the storyteller bets.
Which perspective do you look at?
Your sun, or moon, have you met?
Everyday they rise and set,
And everyday we learn something more by a tad...
