The sun’s not even the biggest star
But it means more than others by far
It is hope and it is happiness
The warmth is everything you are
And there’s the photographic memories
Of the plant that took the light in
And the auditory anecdotes of melodies
When the wind chimes would crash and cling
And the nights I’d sing
In my homemade little studio
Pulling music, words, and sound effects together
To let you know
About this wonderful weather
I have it down to a science
Studying the sun and all its symbolism
Dyhanara Rios
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/solarology/
