Good Morning

Mesmerizing morning mingles my mind,
As soon as I open my eyes.
I see the sun shining high,
For it never fades and never means to cry.

Not cry, for it stays high and strong,
For it knows it’s better growing all alone.
And it is the only path it will cherish,
For shinning like it, handly anyone can wish.

Burning oneself and lightening the world,
It is a thought, comes to a brain so purled.
One who is selfless and kind,
Would become the sun, making the dusk blind.

Shine bright like the sun always does
It’s shinning because there is a purpose.
A purpose and responsibility,
To nourish and save mobility.

Be the sun, not only to shine
But because you want to do superfine.