You are an ice sculpture melting in the glaring sun.

You are the sun raining down light in rays in amounts unimaginable.

You are the smell of fresh bread from a bakers oven nice and crispy.

You are the distance between the sun and a supernova blasting light as far as the eye can see.

You are the sunflower growing from the glistening sun
You are Decembers snowy chill frozen in the air waiting to fly away.