When the sun rises, bright day begins,
Birds sing songs, and life begins.
People bustle, with tasks to do,
Underneath the sky so blue.
But when the sun sets, night takes its place,
Stars twinkle, filling empty space.
Moon rises, casting silver light,
As creatures stir in the quiet night.
Day and night, they play their role,
Each with its own unique soul.
In their rhythm, we find our peace,
As life's cycles never cease.
