There is no sun, only dark. Here the dark is life. An existence of such unidentified mystery. Our view is small, but then so are we in comparison. A musical of dancing planets and stars singing to the speed of sound. Where age is lightyears and dark is just another day.
The mold can only grow in this light. It’s the beauty in the bright. Afraid of the black we cannot see, the masters of a visible world. Blessed with a star so close. A blazing ball that gives us sight. Without the sun there would be no life- without it only night.
life is a ying yang and I am a gemini