Musing

By Nhi

Free write

There is something very different about the color of the sunlight when a day starts. It is a fresh, relaxing, refreshing yellow that is too lovely for the tired eyes to squeeze under. Skin couldn’t feel burned like how it does at noon and it tastes none of the stickiness that sunset throws. All the dirtiness the earth bears after 24 hours of humans’ careless activities yesterday flows away in a mysterious kind of way. The earth seems so nice, whispering: “Hey, I can heal myself. Will you also look upon what you did wrong and heal your mistakes with a greater sense of responsibility and love? Can you be nicer, less selfish and more lovely? Can you? I have been here so long, long enough to see that life is a circle, unstoppable circle. What you do is what you are given. You can never, and should never take more that what you give.”

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5 thoughts on “Musing

  1. Totally right. “Will you also look upon what you did wrong and heal your mistakes with a greater sense of responsibility and love?” = The best.

    Beautiful pictures and beautiful writing! Those questions are something I (and possibly everyone) should ask themselves every morning. I’m gona’ look at tomorrows sunrise with different eyes.

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    1. Hey Rob, thank you so much for reading! Your comment makes my day and I appreciate how you complimented on my photos and writing. You are an amazing writer, blogger and photographer, so I feel even more happy that you can say that about my mediocre works.

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