Standing alone on the shore as the world still sleeps.
The only sounds: a gentle breeze rustling the reeds, distant birds greeting the day, and the soft lap of water.
A lone duck drifts by, unhurried.
In this quiet moment, the sun slips up slowly, painting the sky in warm fire — and everything feels perfectly still, perfectly alive.
The only sounds: a gentle breeze rustling the reeds, distant birds greeting the day, and the soft lap of water.
A lone duck drifts by, unhurried.
In this quiet moment, the sun slips up slowly, painting the sky in warm fire — and everything feels perfectly still, perfectly alive.
In those moments you wonder, if the world were always this peaceful, if more people would find the joy in watching the sun rise?
There are so many questions that go through the find and while you marvel at the beauty before you, you wish, I wish it could always be, 'Just Like This'.
