The morning sun looked so bright and warm. Its rays slowly penetrated the thin mist that still hung over the rice paddies, creating a serene yet vibrant scene. The morning air was still fresh, carrying the scent of wet earth and freshly dew-sprinkled grass. In the distance, the shadows of the trees seemed to lengthen, signaling that a new day had truly begun.
I stood for a moment, savoring this moment, as if time had stopped just to allow the sun to spread its beauty. Each ray of light that fell on my face felt like a gentle greeting from nature, reminding me of the preciousness of each new day. Despite the hustle and bustle of routine, the morning sun always has a simple way of instilling serenity.
The birds began to chirp, signaling the arrival of new life this morning. Their voices echoed from tree to tree, as if speaking of hope and enthusiasm. Amidst the golden rays, I saw the vast expanse of rice paddies, still damp with dew, reflecting the sunlight like tiny gems on the rice paddies.
There was something peaceful about this scene. Perhaps it's because morning always offers a chance to start anew, to fix what's left unfinished, or simply to be grateful for the breath that continues. This morning's sun isn't just a sign of time, but also a reminder that every day brings new hope, if we're willing to see it with an open heart.
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 |
|---|---|---|
| @gunting | Realme C53 | Nanggroe Aceh Darussalam |