The sun comes out from behind the clouds,

Chasing away the night.

The sky is alive with colors,

Due to the sun’s powerful light.

The moon and the stars blink out

One by one they go

The Himalayas appear,

Strong and proud they stand,

Covered in clean, fresh snow.

The birds are chirping,

The water is playing

The wind is humming,

The trees are swaying.

And night takes over once again,

As the darkness slowly creeps back,

The sun is back in the shadows, once more,

But vows,

To always return.

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