Early in the morning, as sunlight begins to penetrate the gaps in the roof, shadows slowly appear on the white wall. It's then that the light dances softly, forming a simple yet story-filled silhouette. The shadow of a standing body seems to greet the morning with serenity and renewed vigor.
The morning air is still fresh, carrying the scent of dew and the distant sounds of birds chirping. Amidst the warm light, the shadows bear silent witness to the routine that is about to begin preparations, prayers, and the first steps toward a long day.
The empty chair beside and the silhouette of a motorcycle in the right corner become part of this simple story. Everything is still, yet alive with the touch of the soft morning light. The shadows on the wall are not mere reflections of shapes, but rather a sign of presence, that the day has begun, and life goes on.
Every morning brings the same message: that behind every shadow, there is always a light that faithfully shines.
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 |
