What’s a day?
What we call the sunrise; new beginning. The high noon and afternoon: sustaining preserving life. What we call the sunset; ending. The night sky; magical.
It happens everyday.
What it teaches me:
- Life- ongoing with no meaning but what’s given. There’s always the sun, sometimes the sky is blue, sometimes it’s not, sometimes clouds, sometimes weather.
Birth and death are opposites, not life and death. Life is Life. Love is Love and what we make of it, is our own dream, our own movie. And as opposites, birth is death to something, death is birth to something. All the fuss in between.