One Hope Poem by Naga Vamshidhar Ratakonda

As if it's Entry is,
Barred in the West;
It Travelled so Free,
In Our Dear East;

As if it might get Lost,
And Buried in Thick Ice;
It Chose to Rise & Set,
Behind the Hilly Mountains;

As if the Clock can be,
Ignored in Times Passing;
It's Course of Light & Shadows,
Meant the Time Itself;

As if it is Respected,
With Heartful Prayers,
In the Mornings & Evenings,
It Blessed to Appear Daily;

From North to East,
From West to South,
It Set's the Tune & Tone,
For the Day's Early NEWS;

With it's Orbits Woven like,
A Birds Nest of Threads,
It's a Guide Beacon for,
Best of the Rest in Fulcrum;

Sheen No Lost with its,
Sheer Shine of Might,
Ignited it's Moons in,
Otherwise Wary Nights;

Sun, the One Hope,
For this Lively Planet,
To Survive & Thrive,
Like No Other in Universe;