In the beginning, there was light!
An infant, hopeful galaxy
Tailored with milky nebulas,
Twinkling stars,
Jupiter, Saturn, Venus and Mars
The Luz Del Sol ——
That which was ours
The moon and the Earth’s to share.

Then,
In a prolonged eclipse
The Luz was lost…
A shadow that the moon had cast
The centuries that it would last
The light years and eons amassed
An era of silent darkness…

So,
A lone astronaut
Out to venture the cosmos
Set foot on the moon,
The reflector of Luz,
An inspector whose
Two feet planted on
A dim crystal of blue
To mark a remarkable feat

Earth’s greatest adversary:
The Moon,
A receptacle who captures our Sol.
Skeptical of this spectacle,
This rocketeer had a mission:
To reclaim the Sol
From our opposition.
And to successfully carry
This acquisition,
He declares and proposes
One proposition:

“In Earth’s summer solstice
The Sol’s greatest rays
May not be stolen
Much to my dismay
So let it be even stronger
After the rain
Or the winter days
When my Sol’s been away
For far, far too long.”

So,
In the summer
I want to see the sunshine
I want to drink lemonade
I want to sing, dance
Scream and parade
Because the summer is full
Of the brightest days
And
I didn’t Luz my Sol