Nothing compares to the wild blue yonder or a starry, starry night. Although mere words can describe a cerulean sky, and we do know why celestial bodies shine, light is the shot heard round the world as it turns and turns on itself.
The sun rises in the east and sets in the west; and shines down on everyone and everything.
These laws are simple, sure, perfect, pure — the warmth in our souls, the light in our eyes.