November 25, 2012

One Ends, One Begins



 
The sun which was a piercing yellow now sank lower in the sky and became a soft orange. The rays of the sun touched the incoming tides like a whisper. We sat in the sand. No one said anything. We just watched the sun set lower and lower in the darkening blue sky; for here the day was ending and nightfall approached rapidly. Somewhere else in the world, the sun was rising and a new day was born, and so it goes.

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