The sun which is,
Light golden at dusk,
While going down the horizon,
Lightened up the sky,
And all the objects across the big dimension.
The buildings glowed in its uncommon golden light,
And they looked beautiful.
The sun indeed was majestic,
And more majestic than it is my Lord.
It felt as if the whole scenery infront of me, was a painting from my Lord’s own drawing book.