The sun always rises
So we like to say
As a dark time
Becomes day.
This is the eternal hope of man
The wanderers upon the earth
Without the sun
There be no fun
Nor life to worry out.
So let it go
and sing it clear
With a positive mind
“The Sun will rise tomorrow”
Ps. I found this prompt hard to write for, I mean how do I know if what I write will be inspiring!? I hope at least someone finds a little Inspo in my words even if for a split second..
For me usually at home a sunset or rise is little more than a passing occurrence that just happens without pomp and circumstance. This however is very different when I have travelled to far away places out of little England when they become a ritual to see in exotic locations sometimes chasing sunsets for miles out of my way just to see the sun slowly fall below the horizon painting untold masterpieces in the skies in the distance. How does that change in perspective work when home and away I wonder…








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