Cycles

In the east, the horizon glows
A faint light starts to show
The sun awakens from its repose
A new day, a new life to compose

With each passing moment, the light grows
A sign of hope, a new beginning for those
The world awakens, its beauty it bestows
A time to live, to love, and to compose

The sun rises high, its warmth it throws
Its light shines on all, its beauty it shows
The morning breeze, it gently blows
A perfect start to the day, a new chapter to compose

As the day progresses, the sun it glows
Its warmth and light, it continuously throws
But soon, it reaches its peak, its power slows
Its light begins to fade, the end it foreshadows

The sun begins to set, its light it throws
Its beauty and warmth, it gently shows
The world it illuminates, its splendor it bestows
A time to reflect, to learn, and to compose

As the sun sets, its light it slows
Its warmth and beauty, it gradually goes
The world, it cools, the darkness it grows
A time to rest, to reflect, and to compose

The night falls, the darkness it flows
The world it sleeps, its calmness it bestows
But with the night, the stars they show
A new world, a new life, a new path to compose

The cycle continues, as it always goes
The sun and the world, their beauty it bestows
From sunrise to sunset, a life it flows
A cycle of love, a cycle of growth, a cycle to compose