THE BURNING STAR 🌞

Travelling from the east to the west,

Right from the dawn to dust. 

It burns and burns, 

I wonder, why don't into ash it turns?

Sun comes with a bright ray of hope,

Forces me to uplift from the bed and cope. It creates an active picture before my eyes, 

Letting the birds sing in attractive noise. 

Now it's time to work, it says

Then eagers the people to be in,with it's hot rays. 

The birds too return back to their nest,

To spend the time with their children rest. 

Soon we find the sun missing, 

Until the evening is quietly hissing.

Still darker turns the sky, 

Saying the sun a very good bye. 

 So difficult task it does,

Just to lit the world it works. 

Inspires  now and then, 

Unselfish for us to remain. 

Finally I got the answer to my question, 

Selflessness suffers no destruction. 

Those serving in a selfless way, 

Never into ashes they fade away. 

                                                 .......  By Alfiya.