Serving the sun, and its light. I give none to my own delight. Slowly I sink into a sunken life, like everyone else. My life begins to fade, like the sun on a cloudy day. I became a bird, fly away the sun beckoned. Its beam's stretched out to grip at my wing's. I fell with such grace, my beauty never defended nor denied. Life bit at my soul, weakening my flight. Slowly I sunk into my life.