The Sun is a power,
a source of vitality,
and with its aptitude,
it created humanity.
The Sun is luminous,
it produces light,
but for the human eye,
it might be too bright.
The sun is a danger,
a secret fear for all,
it is a big gas bomb,
and we are million times as small.
Nice poem. I changed the last line to make it more accurate. You can actually fit 1,300,000 earths in the sun.