Left in the rain Returned in sun The dark turned to light The night turned to day What if it happened the other way Left in the sun Returned in rain The day turned to dark The light turned to night Somehow, that doesn’t feel quite right Words are the same Order is different Is that what caused the Change in mood Or could it be my chosen view Each of us sees Thru a personal frame Sometimes clouded By our very own names Yet, time will show As day turns to night Or dark turns to light One truth remains In sunshine or rain Each one is needed just the same
So much is happening during a sunset. Colors mixing, clouds moving, the earth spinning. We see the amazing results, but not each individual change as it happens. Red and yellow turning to orange-Blue and red turning to pinkish purple-all while signaling the end of another day.
Each day the sunset is different. So many variables-types of clouds, wind direction, viewing location, etc. The two things that never change-it is beautiful, and it is fleeting. I always wish it would last longer, change more slowly. Instead it reminds me of how fast time is passing.
Recently watching a sunset from the nineteenth floor of a high rise, I could almost feel time moving forward. Those last few moments, right before the sun fades beneath the horizon, there was a split-second sense of how fast this Earth is spinning. And though the sky still glowed an orange hue, the sunset was over.
From this same location, I noticed the sunset’s reflection in an office building across the way. That brought a new perspective. As pretty as the reflection was, it couldn’t compare to the actual sunset. All of the intricate colors were not visible, nor did the reflection show all the changes that were happening. The picture it provided, though pretty, was not complete.
How does this compare to my own reflection? My only guide for checking my appearnce, yet I am so much more than that sometimes blurry image. And many things have the power to affect the way I view that person in the mirror. Lack of sleep, difficult day, feeling low-all impact how I see myself on any given day.
The next time I feel unsure when looking in the mirror, thinking the image is in some way lacking, I plan to remember that sunset. I must acknowledge that who I am is complicated, full of thoughts and ideas, changing all the time. And just like the sunset, I am so much more than my reflection.