Sunrise Photo Journal
The beach is empty. The air is cool and has the smell of the sea. I sit on the sand, close to where the waves come in and out, steady and sure.
The sun rises like it always does. The waves keep coming, each one different from the last, yet all the same. The sand beneath me is cold.
I watch the light change. It turns the sky from blue to a mix of orange and pink. The sea catches the colors, moving with them. It is beautiful in a way that doesn’t need to be talked about. It is there, you see it, and that is enough.
The world is waking up. The light is now everywhere. It is a new day. It feels good to be here, to see it. The day has begun with no fanfare, just the sun coming up and the world turning as it always does.