Into The Golden Sunshine Poem by Suriya ...

Sitting cushioned among,
Fluffy clouds of grey,
Oh your rays touch me
You convey your warmth.
Through the window,
Thou charioteer of the sky!
Oh you tell me,
I have not been there,
To greet you every day,
From the depths of the sea,
To the blues of the sky.
Drawn by horses untiring,
You keep your date with time;
A golden yellow Crystal ball
I stare at your golden glory
Can i gaze into you?
Will you tell me our story?
Oh thou charioteer of the skies!
Suriya, the beckoning of dawn
Will you tell me the future?
Nay! ! !
Lead us through light,
Into the golden sunshine!