The Boastful Sun and The Humble Moon

The Sun haughtily says to the moon,
" I am your creator.
You are illuminated from my dispersion."

The moon replies, "Hey, Almighty,
I am always grateful to you,
So I move round you to pay my loyalty.

" I am progenitor"
The Sun boastly says,
"Source of life of every creator."

The Moon smilingly replies, "If you are source of life,
I am inspiration of life,
my soothing beams melt every bereaved mind."

The Sun replies with grave voice,
"I can ravage with my fierce light,
every creator is helpless in front of my rage."

The moon answers with mild voice,
" I wrap with my loving silvery shine every grave."