The sun is being chased across the small and lonely sky.
he runs perpetually in his place,  and sometimes wonders why
he doesn't pause to take a look at the busy land below.
But if he stops he'll find himself replaced by softer glow.

The moon, seeks him relentlessly, in search of all his light,
for she had never been content with "lighter of the night".
She runs and runs but doesn't succeed, for soon enough she'll find
that if she catches up to him, he will no longer blind.

so they run the race of being out done by the next and being outrun by the rest, but they run still..