"Sunrise" by ARK

A lot of people love watching the sunset. It is a romantic scene that we can admire from a distance, as the light struggles to break free from the coming evening, and as the sky bursts into different shades of red and orange.

But I am one of those few who love watching the sunrise.

Staring at the dark blue sky from a cold, windy balcony is such a delight, knowing that the darkness is about to fade and the night is at its end. You can feel that the dawn is coming.

And then suddenly, the heavens start shifting colors, and the light slowly breaks in. The sun rises from where it fell, and its rays energize you. You are awakened within with the coming of this bright yellow star, and you know you are alive.

You embrace the warmth and smile a little, because the morning is there again.

I consider myself a morning person.

Mainly, it's another excuse to drink coffee, but the morning really brings delight. Not that everyone would agree.

For me, it is a reminder that we can fall and rise again, since that is the natural cycle of life. The daytime brings me hope. The sunrise is a symbol of that hope.

And I'll always love the sunrise.