Gontse Dube's poem is a tiny origin story, the kind of explanation you might invent for a child asking why the night sky is full of lights. The Sun and the Moon are given feelings and a relationship. The Sun knows the Moon is alone in the dark, or perhaps fears being left alone itself, so it breaks pieces off its own heart and scatters them across the night. Those pieces become the stars.
The feeling behind it is tender and generous. Love here isn't just a warm glow; it costs something, because the Sun literally gives up parts of itself. The words "won't ever have to be alone" suggest that loneliness is the real worry, and that love answers it by being present even when the giver is out of sight.
The mood is gentle, hopeful and quietly magical. The plain, storytelling tone makes the idea feel simple and true, like a myth you've always half known.