The journey of the sun was like that of a human life, or so I had always thought. I envisioned it as starting out weak, gradually gaining strength and resilience, just like a newborn child who is nurtured and cared for by their parents. As the child grows up, they become stronger, but eventually, as they age, they start to weaken once again.
In much the same way, the sun starts out weak, barely peeking over the horizon, but as the day progresses, it rises higher and higher in the sky, growing in strength until it reaches its zenith, shining down upon the earth with its brilliant and radiant light. But as the day comes to a close and the night begins to exert its influence, the sun begins to weaken once again, sinking towards the horizon and eventually disappearing from sight.