A beautiful person, one would call; flowing and delicate, so bright and warm. This one is called Day, whose presence arrouses hundreds of thousands from their slumbers. The soft touch can be felt of her finger when she is bounded nearer; for when when she travels further, the heat of her strongly beating chest is gone. Her enlivenment of citizens of the world, however, almost never fails. Though they wake up differently, they will arise to continue to face their lives, given confidence by the bright golden eyes that Day looks down upon everyone with.
A mystical being, Night is one who lives in his own shadows, watching the world he travels sleep and dream. Most people are at rest as he passes, for his long silver hair and majestic cloak are too dark to allow sight to one's eyes. Though his cape is tattered with numerous tiny holes, it is still glorious nonetheless. People will come out at nightfall, and gaze in awe at the marvelous sight of the tiny sparkles of light shining in from the unknown worlds past the deep wonderous fabric. His brawny chest is from much long motion over the millenia. Of those he sees, there are a few that stay up when it's dark, either having slept before his arrival or continuing to wander places for adventure and beauty. He has always considered those who come to greet him, whatever their reason or business may be, as his people. They are curious to find out the secrets of the darkness, or they are living a preferred life of a loner, as is Night. And their taste for excitement and wonder, to danger and discovery; yet another quality that with them Night shares.
These two whose presences are very real, but in a very unreal sense, are existing not only for the world they are bound to, but for each other. They each had heard little rumor of the other, and caught vague glimpses of the person over the horizon. But never had they met. Neither was entirely sure that this opposite was real. At one time in the past, their courses both took to change, causing them to see one another closer than ever before, even if it was countries, the size of a small continent away. Wanting a better look and a proper introduction with who they saw, they each began to take their walks at altering paces, in hopes to arrive alongside each other and stay long enough to spend some hours. Over much time, they began to maneuver a pattern across the Earth, sometimes staying in one place longer, sometimes staying shorter as they spent more and more time together. They each were starting to meander in direction, going farther north for a while, then turning south. They were happy and amoured with each other fairly quickly; they were not the only ones whose lives were changing from their new love, though. The people of Earth were unaccustumed to change, and they had become fixed in a constant routine of time passage. Some were happy with the changes, as they got more time for what they liked and less for what they didn't. But some were upset by the loss of balance between time of darkness and light. And the time was not the only thing to change, either; as the Night and Day's love affair continued, some places became colder than they had been, and others warmer. It would vary in sections of time, and not all places got the same diversity in climate. These changes were helpful, though also burdenous to the human race. Crops grew better than before, when it got warmer, but one would need to collect enough food to last during the time too cold to even leave shelter. But in the long run, the unintended effects of the feelings Night and Day shared would better the people down in the grass, up in the mountains, sitting by the shore, and standing on the ice. They learned to adapt, and to accept and embrace change. Up to this day, Night and Day will still circle the planet and meet to sing sweet nothings to each other. The changing weather and new ideas and feelings that have drizzled to the world from them have inspired, created, molded, and moved the humans to a higher level of being. The millenia have passed, and more will continue to pass as the Night and Day, and their children who follow them, Dawn and Dusk, continue to wander aimlessly over the Earth's crust with a very special purpose.
They all make our world, and change our lives. The four have many feelings, and they reflect on us. Their love has morphed everything and everyone who ever was, will be, and is now in this glorious kingdom we call home. The best way to thank them is to cherish and appreciate all that is around us, and all that isn't.