In the sky, the sun and moon conspire,

In the sky, the sun and moon conspire,

To challenge man's dreams, to test his fire. With daylight's embrace, the sun does gleam, But when the night falls, it's the moon's dream.

The sun, a relentless, burning desire, Awakens ambition, ignites the fire. It scalds with challenges, harsh and bright, Pushing man to strive with all his might.

But then the moon, in shadows concealed, With mysteries and secrets, it's revealed. In darkness, it weaves its silver thread, Luring man to dreams as he lies in bed.

Together they dance, this cosmic pair, Testing man's spirit, his strength to bear. In the sun's heat and the moon's cool grace, Man finds his path in this celestial space.

Though they conspire, both friend and foe, The sun and moon, they guide us as we go. Through trials and dreams, they lead the way, In the theater of life, they have their say.

Red Brick Bob