Oh Sun, you cannot hide your rays, but the earth and the clouds and the trees and the roofs over our heads can. Yet your distracting planets owe their mode of existence to you. Oh strange wonder!
Are you jealous of shading matter? Does your anger burn to consume it? No, you have given it space to exist. So much space that from a great distance it, not you, is unnoticed.
Would you like us to keep our distance? To a certain extent, except when protected. Then we can come out from under our shady roofs, trees, clouds, and even our earth, and marvel at your children in perspective.