“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
― Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds
I love to watch the first glimpse of dawn as it comes bringing in the pure smell of nature and freshness. The air seems to be cool and serene. The world around looks beautiful. Nature and all of the creation seem to be rejoicing, the birds chirping and singing gloriously. The squirrels chattering. The flowers move in quick and lively in the gentle breeze and sending their fragrance as far as they can reach and making the scene complete.
The rays of the sun fill you with goodness. It is the feeling of warmth in the bones and strength to the soul to watch the first glimpse of half-light.
The first lights of half-light come through the sky.
A golden trace or silver grey
Now, a fiery orange bright
Yellow rays are seeping through
Liquid gold or love’s own hue.
Such colors in my palette, I can never find.
Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark. ~ Rabindranath Tagore
Say not in grief that she is no more
but say in thankfulness that she was
A death is not the extinguishing of a light,
But the putting out of the lamp
Because the dawn has come. ~ Rabindranath Tagore
*/ This post is inspired by Weekly Photo Challenge Half-Light. See if you can capture the beauty of morning or evening half-light in your corner of the globe./*
