The Sun
Oh! mighty sun, in the azure skies,
Your golden rays, as soft as sighs;
You caress the leaves with gentle breath,
Awakening life, dispelling death.
The flowers bloom in your ardent glow,
Each petal holds a story from long ago;
You perfume the air with warmth untold,
Under your gaze, the world becomes bold.
Dance, O sun, through your celestial dome,
In the heart of the earth, we find our home;
Illumine the darkness, sweet virgin light,
In your sacred warmth, we conquer the night!
- Charles Baudelaire