Nature

I see the stars, Seated on its sombre throne, Pointing at me, With its golden rays, Describing how light and bright we'll be, As the day goes on. We seek different faces, So also it shines each day, Painting the pictures of clarity, That life is in it, Even as it seats in it's unchanging throne, When humans inhabit the earth, It watches over us, Even out fate, Truly, we look at it, And marvel, Saying; "How beautiful it looks".