The Twin Sunrays

The twin  raylets, sneaked  down
 The invisible ladder hanging from the fog - festooned sky.
  Silently, stealthily casting one look at the sleepy sun .
Holding hands , daintily , they lifted  their golden skirts 
Ah , their ankles dazzled.  
At  the comatose sun cocking a snook 
With infantile joy, the golden beauties shook.
 Out to have some fun
While  the sun 
slept under a foggy blanket.
With impish mischief their eyes shone 
A bit diffident and ambivalent
The danseuse two 
In the branches cavorted and gamboled
 Performing a medley  of dances 
  The tango.  the flamengo.
The fox trot and twist.
 The languorous branches stirred when  kissed. 
 They pranced in the fronds, slurped away the dew
 With a vigour new .
Now they  bounced off a tiny puddle
Giving a cuddle 
 To a baby lapwing who was feeling cold
And warmly did fold
 The cold lapwing 
In double   warmth. 
With this kiss of life rejuvenated  
The tiny lapwing suddenly took flight . 
The sun threw away the foggy blanket
The raylets  now no longer ambivalent
Were now  full blown rays,  setting  everything  right
 The world now appeared bright.
Snow white clouds hung drowsily in the limpid blue 
Shaming the sun into rising and shining.
Having accomplished their good deed of the day
The sunny benefactors two
Took the ladder back home . 
Beaming at the tiny lapwing , no longer cold . 
But now covered in gold.