Ode to Sunglasses

Oh noble sunglasses, guardians of sight,

Brave sentinels that fight the daylight,

Calm and quiet in your rest,

Yet awake, you are the best.

Glamour and mystery, your language speak,

A timeless style, chic yet unique.

In obsidian and amber, in sapphire and gold,

A thousand stories in your frames, untold.

Light's fierce tyranny, you wisely restrain,

Shielding eyes from ultraviolet disdain,

From the sun's relentless glare,

You offer us respite and care.

Your darkness holds the world at bay,

Filtering the excessive light of day.

A secret world behind your veil,

Where thoughts and glances never fail.

Shades of freedom, masks of grace,

You lend distinction to the human face.

In anonymity, we roam the crowd,

Bold and silent, yet unbowed.

You witness summer's gilded haze,

Through winter's crisp and silver days.

Be it at the beach, under the sky so vast,

Or on snowy peaks, against the icy blast.

How many smiles have you discreetly hid,

Or teardrops under your mirror slid?

A private space for souls to dwell,

In silence, you keep our secrets well.

From east to west, from dawn to dusk,

In you, we place our solemn trust.

You are our constant, faithful guide,

In life's unending, swirling tide.

Oh, sunglasses, a paradox you be,

Through your darkness, we truly see.

To you, our silent confidante, we raise a toast,

A simple object, yet you matter the most.

Your glassy gaze, our shield, our disguise,

Reflecting the world, under infinite skies.

Oh noble sunglasses, in you we find,

The extraordinary within the ordinary, intertwined.