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At half past 5 ...At half past 5 the sun had already risen to resemble a soft smooth orange ball, sitting in the damp air of the east like an egg in a bird's nest. The horizon with its copper pink clouds engulfing it with a warmth that made her heart skip a beat. This was it. This was birth and death. This was the meaning of life. Coming here, watching this orange spot becoming the life-giver of the day; looking on as it descends at night, bringing cold, velvety darkness. Star-strewn infinity stretching in its wake. She loved this. It made things seem simpler and warmer and somehow it made life itself seem more important and problems less oppAt half past 5 ...
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Sunrise - Part 1Important in staying awake is that you have a task, otherwise you’ll fall asleep. I go outside. Sunrise. Probably the most peaceful moments of the day. I’m the only human being in this beauty! Never again is the silence so pure and yet so full of sounds … awakening. I can’t stand the silence and yet I seek it … try to find it … pure, perfect, impenetrable. I return to the house – silence; the same and yet different.Sunrise - Part 1
4.45 a.m.: She knew now when the birds started to sing in the morning. Her weary head was bowed low over the paper as she wrote these lines, entrusting them to her diary.
by ~sweetthetasteofthis
sunriseYou know how they say that the hour before sunrise is the coldest time of day? I get that now. Just now I’ve been out – like last year – to greet the summer morning; to finally be sure that it really is summer. I make my way downstairs through the silence full of dust and the sounds of lovers dimmed by the doors. I walk past the dining room table that is already set and has presents for my mother on it and open the door to my paradise. It is cold. Lucky I have taken something against it. I pull the scarf around my shoulders and set my feet on the dew-wetted grass. It is cold underneath the tendersunrise
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