The morning was still damp with dew as I walked towards the rice fields. The fresh air gently penetrated my chest, bringing a sense of peace that's hard to describe. On the eastern horizon, the sky began to glow, slowly changing from dark to blue, then being swept by a warm orange hue.
Soon afterward, the sun rose gracefully. The orb of light appeared shyly from behind the trees, then rose boldly, shining its light across the sky. This simple sight seemed to remind me that every day is a new beginning, a fresh opportunity to move forward better than yesterday.
The rice fields before me glistened, dewdrops on the tips of the rice paddies reflecting the light like tiny gems scattered across the earth. Birds chirped merrily, signaling that life had just begun. The grass on the edge of the embankment moved slowly to the rhythm of the morning breeze, as if dancing to welcome the sun.
There's something special about sunrise. It's not just a change of time, but a symbol of hope. That after the darkness of night, there's always light waiting. That no matter how hard yesterday was, this morning gives us a new opportunity to start over.
I was silent for a long time, simply enjoying the beauty. Letting the morning sun touch my face, as if recharging my lost energy. It felt like happiness could be this simple: standing in nature, watching the sky color, and being grateful for the opportunity to see the sunrise once again.
Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.
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| Photographer | Smartphone used | Location |
|---|---|---|
 | Realme C53 | Aceh Province. Indonesian Country. |
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