Blessed Day and Night

A blessed night has arrived,
The black sky is darker than ever,
The correct blowing of the stars is upon us.
Their heat is of light to us,
As we stare at them with naked eyes,
Drawn into them, coexisting with our Sun,
The mother of heated bodies,
A slight heaven of bright light.

The blessed day has obviously arrived
To bless us in the ways of good fortune,
The heat is of right and sin as well,
The sinful of us are best at seeing
Thanks to the light of the Sun
In these hours of the Day.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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