Charon vibe

Blinded by your light,
For my vision it's too bright,
My eyes are even hurt by night.

They opened when I was a child,
Saw your beauty with them wide,
Grown I blink, my view is tight.

How can that be right?
First I sought, now I hide,
Am afraid, I fear your might.

But your stance was all a sight,
So your walk-on-water-sleight
Late when dark was on the height.

Veil your sun dim, wouldn't mind,
Hate the midday sun's high wind,
I need two coins to pay my ride.