Pink

6:10 9/4

I never knew a sunrise could be pink.
The photos can't do it justice.




Let’s start from the top.

Blue sky, streaked with white clouds.

A band of pale yellow, almost golden.

Thick, puffy clouds, just above the horizon.



Let’s start from the bottom.

A grassy field, speckled with ferns.

A line of trees, swaying in the breeze.

The lights of a city in the distance.

Blue mountains, rising and falling.



And in the middle of it all, a pink color I’ve never seen in nature, rivaled only by the perfect flowers I see in ads.



The sunrise is never the same, but I hope to see that color again someday.
 

ZAP

VT

18 years old

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