At the beginning there was only Sun
Only Sun, and one small Rock circling it in an attempt to keep warm.
And the Sun pitied the Rock.
And so the Sun cried.
And a drop of Sunlight fell upon the barren land,
And so there was life.
And so there were People.
And with people came Love.
And Happiness and Friendship and Joy.
This all came from the Sun.
And so the people planted there own tears of light,
And cultivated them,
Till they grew bountiful crops
And the People were happy.
And so was the Sun.
But then came the plague.
Darkness and Fear swarmed over the fields,
Selfishness polouted the seas and Carelessness filled the skies.
And so there was night.
And the sun set in the East.
And the People cried.
And the Tears swamped the lands,
Till even the brightest flame had given up burning.
But then came Hope.
She collected all the tears in a bottle,
And kissed them one by one
Till they turned gold once more
And then once again she planted them,
These little seeds of Joy,
And watered them with Care,
The Sun rose,
In the West this time-
Because the worst is behind.