The Shinning Shimmering Sun

The Shinning Shimmering Sun

Up above the sky so high is a sun shinning brightly with its honeycomb-yellow warm light that embraces the naked body of earth. Science had speak so much about the golden-globe in the sky. They said that the sun is massive in size,  a fire ball,  it is the source of life,  and lies upon the heart of the universe. Almost all the facts about the sun were already discovered by scientists. But science said that, that the golden medallion in sky could be a thread to our home. It is said that the celestial fireball in the sky will someday become a red gaint that will distroy our flimsy home. It is the scariest fact that science has told.  But I had doubted science for my passions and beliefs are stronger than scientific facts. Just look at that innocent sunshine during morning,  and watch its beauty during sunset, it is the most mesmirizing thing that you could ever see in your entire life.

As the God's morning star welcomes my day, I turned my head east and saw that dawn had broke. The sky in the opposite direction was still dark, but in the east, a mixture of yellow and orange on the horizon beneath a dark neon blue ocean of night that had begun to evaporate. Against the tri-colored rainbow sky, trees, powerlines, and the roofs of houses were like shadows. About twenty minutes later, the sunrise had become even more beautiful as the sun peeked over the horizon. Its golden warm fingers felicitates my soul and my home. And now the sky had become pink like a sea of cotton candy, with the light of the sun coloring the clouds above with a pinkish hue. As the sun slowly ascended, the sky in the west became a deep neon blue as the light reached further out. Later on, pink had become a pale yellow mixed with blue. It's beauty was so captivating.  The morning wisphered to me and said,  it's a beautiful beginning to live my life. Now I have to start exploring and do my purpose. A rising sun is always a symbol of a new beginning after those dimly hours.

And just like everybody, after the sun shines it is now quick to leave.  Change is the only constant in the world according to my helpless friends. So the sun has changed its position.  For the earth has never stop rotating, now the sun is on the west side waving at me,  bidding its goodbye. Hurriedly I climb at the top of the mountains,  to perfectly see the beauty of endings. Because I believe that the sun is a proof that endings could be beautiful. I am now watching the graceful exit of the sun. I looked up to the vibrant yet soothing streaks of colour that had filled the canvas of the sky. There were strokes of pink and orange that resembled the soft, supple skin of a perfectly ripened peach. The mellow sun going down over the western horizon looks like a golden disc. Trees and plants, crops and creepers– everything is lit up with a golden glow. The floating of fleecy clouds looks like a stretch of fire. The landscape presents a piece of enchanting beauty. As the sun reflects through the rivers, canals and ponds they seem to enshrine in their bosoms a golden ball with outstretched luster of liquid fire. All this constitutes a sight to see. Then gradually the sun sinks below across the hazy trees at the distant horizon. The night falls with appall of darkness. The majestic sun sets for the night and leaves the world under the reign of darkness to rule the roost.

We were too innocent assuming that during the nightfall the sun totally left us. We are all wrong,  she never left.  She was the giving moon the light to shine at night. A sign that she never left and soon enough she will shine again.  But what really matters,  are the things we do between sunrise and the sunset.  Sunrise as the symbol of new beginning, and I so hope the ending of our day would be as alluring as the sunset. Because the most unforgivable regrets are the chances one has wasted. So when the sunrises live your life, do your jobs, before it sets.