The valley is too dry for morning dew
The sun is too excited to hold back,
But a radiating soul can cause on others a bad mood
The spirit of the sun flies high
There are no limits when you can look up,
Even when you’ve reached the sky
The sun once lived like us on ground
But something always begged him to move,
He traveled by foot following the sounds
They led him to an ocean past the pacific
A journey passed down as prolific,
Leaving a taste of wanderlust they call exquisite.
He embarked on a ship to reach the source,
The young captain of the ship confused by the sun’s question,
He’s never sailed past his usual course.
“Nonetheless! Adventure is my middle name!
I refuse!… To ever refuse a promising quest!”
The captain yelled and excitedly claimed.
The waves were rolling deep!
The ship rocked too violent for sleep!
Was this a mistake?! Is there still a way to leave?!
Fear is the killer of souls and dilutes it’s shine
Choosing this path is a destiny,
Like the captain, the Sun refuses fear this time.
Charcoal clouds and heartless rain cover the sky,
The horizon! A titanic wave can be seen forming!
Eye contact from both, knowing adventure’s risk to die.
In that moment,
The Young Captain removes his hat,
To the sun’s surprise,
A fierce woman!
At the brink of death, there’s more that meets the eye!
The captain yells to the sun while steering the ship,
” Luna! remember my name!
Old men regret their path to die,
Take it from me,
To choose your death is the way of life,
On my ship,
Crumbles and always will die!
Only the brave step foot on her wooden planks!
We run towards what excites us with no question why!”
She looks at the sun and says,
“Mortals sink and mortals swim, but we
Are beyond that life and choose to fly!”
Without a hesitation in mind,
The captain opens the ship’s sails and the ship charges for the wave!
The wind, The sun, and Luna,
They scream in unison as they climb up towards the lightning rays!
Sailing into and past the clouds,
They’ve reached the wave’s top but the ship continues to fly!
Loud and clear, they’ve reached the sounds
It’s everything that The Sun had hoped for,
The graves of dreamers screaming from cemetery grounds,
Joyous screams as they watched the young soul fly
They lived their dreams through him,
And now they rest easy,
Knowing La Luna and Sun,
Light the sky.