The soft light of the sun in broad daylight cast a soft orange glow decorating the sky, once the sun has started to rise, the wings of birds flutter in the sky looking like an ethereal painting, until darkness embraces the sun's orange hues blocking its soft light, it's what people call an eclipse..
Forbidden love is what I call it... where the sun passes at day while the moon travels at night, however once a year a phenomenon arises, where they pass one another, a span of four minutes they get to meet, once the shadow leaves so does the moon, waiting and anticipating the moment they meet again.
