Elucidating Questions

The sun goes down slowly, singing the same nostalgic tune,

Afraid of waking in the morning without a light.

Can’t see the light he gives off himself,

Beautiful bright and wonderful.

Shining down as he sinks lower in our sky but moves only through the space.

Missing one side, of the earth as she spins,

Missing the other side when out of sight.

Shining from the middle, of the push and pull and spin.

The only one in the solar system, who starts at zero.