This is for Rubyx1's January poetry competition, it is required to be about a sunrise, so I added my own twist. It should be obvious that it is a Christian poem.

The sun shines brightly up there in the sky,
just like the one who made us to alive.

The sun sinks low to touch the ground,
and like this crown the Son sank down.

Darkness seemed to engulf the Earth,
resembling how our sin became CHRIST's worth.

When the light seems to fall,
the joy of the world slows to a crawl.

But darkness can not kill a light,
not when the fight is with the FATHER's might.

Just as the sun rises from the grave,
the status of our souls became one He could save.

Glory shines all around,
and not so many shadows can be found.

As it began with the light above man,
the beautiful cycle reminds us again.

So I kind of did the whole cycle of the sun instead of just the rise, hope you like it anyway! I always love when I can make an everyday thing into an analogy.