What can be compared to the sun's faithfulness?

Like a watcher,

It keeps its eyes fixed on us,

not blinking throughout the day. 

It goes ahead paving the way. 

Look back, it's there,

Just right by our side, it never leaves,

Tracing every step we take.

I wonder,

What can beat the weight of its steadfastness?

 

Yet I speak of the Moon's loyalty 

or should I say clinginess.

An obvious walker,

A good stalker.

So clear it's stuck to our steps.

How great a company! 

I ponder,

What can beat it's integrity!

Then I remember,

It all comes from their maker.