Chronicled and archived May 20th 2008

A new dawn, a new day rises. As the first ray of sun hits the sea, you can watch it glitter like so many diamonds are hidden in them. the light, warm but not yet harsh, washes over the landscape. It bathes the entire region in light. It creates crevices of darkness, shadows where there was complete blackness only minutes before.

I am a candle. We shine best in the dark, when all other lights have gone out.