A letter to the sun

The overlooked creation.

Despite your unyielding devotion in illuminating your Lord’s earth day in and day out, your light seldom graces the verses of poetry.
How neglected you must feel, as the inks of poets glorify the moon, neglecting you—the one who bathes her with his light. The one without whom she wouldn’t glow so enchantingly every night.

Your selflessness is such that, despite being overlooked in favor of your rival, you still extend the light that illuminates and warms her, knowing full well that without it, she would be left dark, cold, and unnoticed.

Your devotion is such that, despite never catching her in your relentless pursuit since the dawn of time, you still rise and set, undeterred.
How heartbroken you must feel after each daily sunset since time immemorial, as you engage in this beautiful, never-ending pursuit.
I do not envy you, oh sun, for I do not think this delicate heart of mine could withstand such relentless ache. I do not envy the situation you are in, but I do envy the content you must feel as you engage in this beautiful cosmic dance with your distant lover, the moon.

I do not envy your underappreciation by the masses despite your prominence—only appreciated by humble farmers who pray in gratitude for the photosynthesis you grant their crops.
Acknowledged and appreciated by the masses only at your two extremes—rise and set—but never in your full glory at noon.

How envious you must feel that your Lord used your rival and lover, the moon, as proof of His blessed prophet’s prophethood. Yet how prideful and shy you must feel, being sworn by in His glorious book.

This is a tribute to you, radiant sun—an ode to your unwavering devotion, and to all that you are.
This heartfelt letter was written with blood for ink, in appreciation of you, the unappreciated one.

-Yours sincerely, A fellow creation