The Sun does not ask anything of it’s creation
It shines relentless, timeless without distinction to what is
The Sun gives life, radiates Light, to birth the realities of it’s Universe
By simply being, it creates effortlessly and flawlessly everything it experiences
The Sun does not compete for titles or even to be called a Sun
It is free of mind and the thoughts that ravage it
The Sun knows nothing and thus exists as everything
It makes no claim to daylight or dark for it knows the Light exists in all places
The Sun takes no shape, it blinds in form of sphere or the formless
It exists in a spectrum unidentified by the senses
The Sun is life, eternal, timeless, everlasting consciousness
It pours itself into it’s creation existing as the totality of it’s eternal rays
The Sun is metaphor, it is a name, it is without title as only One can be
It exists free of ego, free of doing, in an eternal state of being
It is Light