the sun

 an army of stars lament.

Thick tears glisten drop from glinting hermit’s truth falling on barren desert land.

 Absorbed by deathly grasping fingers and spreading lush green forest.

Sprawling hills of infinite life.

 a being of pure sunlight radiating exquisite warmth

fell from the sky in wander

 A god clothed in the churning seas of dearest sky .

Searching for the cause

of this

languid beauty

 he does not miss what the stars in there grief

so cruelly spirited away.

Picture By Like a Dark King and some Child of Light. And then they are made to collide - with the final outcome inevitably being a comment on how the "right" side is ...