A world where the sun rises in the morning and reflects small rainbow patterns through the drops of dew that form over night. A place where the sweet and fresh scent of rain is present and the air is damp and cold. The ground is always wet and small puddles reflect the sky and the trees, and the ones who may stop to observe the simplicity of the world inside of them. The sky is a beautiful mix of pink and golden and fades into a dark purple and blue. The sun isn't yet fully risen, and the stars are still out. The sun is on the horizon and the moon still above, shining onto the beautiful sight. Almost as if a world of night and day exists in that very moment and you have the opportunity to take it all in. Your arms are slightly chilled, but you feel no need for a jacket, because the feeling of youth and beauty is too breathtaking to be masked by simple clothing. You look around and for a rare moment, no others are around and it feels as if you are alone in that very moment. The sky beckons, inviting you to take in its vastness.
The sky is like a large dome, and the colors now mix together as the sun rises. The sunlight spreads and touches all in its path, yet the air is still cool. A sight that makes one take a deep breath, and simple troubles and useless thoughts are replaced by sheer natural infatuation. The grass is heavy with morning dew and the sky expands further beyond imagining. Despite the rising sun, the rain overpowers in sight and feeling. The mixture of a golden sky and a cold rainy day are refreshing. The cold air and warm sky envelops any life that dare enter it, and displays a sight well worth the moments spent by those who observe it.
And somewhere, on the other side of the Earth, the sky is just the same, however the sun is claiming its rest, and taking its place below the horizon as the moon takes its place in the sky.
So you bid goodbye to the moon, and greet the sun. And you take a deep breath, because you know that someone, somewhere, has already bid the sun a goodbye.
