Moon : An amalgam of blues and greens, you hide treasures
beneath the icy surface and rise above the barren lands,
You bring the sunshine in a farmer's life, rain drops fall
from your lashes as the orangish hue fuels its engines,
gradually letting the chills take precedence,
There's another side, a shade you fear,
but spread nonetheless,
Be it in the calm before the storm
or the quiver before the quakes,
You are the mother of us all,
Breathing in your shadow and disappearing in your lap!
Sun : Revolving around me, I see spheres and rings
of varying shapes and sizes,
Why, I muse are you my favorite?
Maybe, it's because of how you let me be
the light for those dots breathing in you,
Or how, you always calm me down,
When I burn too much to handle,
Who knows, maybe it's the many
shades of my rise and descend,
My magic that you showcase,
Making me a wonder in your own skies!
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