The Sunrise
There was darkness, and now there is light. As if it was proclaimed the sun broke forth triumphantly, warmed the earth, spreading its gleaming tendrils to every corner of the world, and chased away the dreadful night. Like a symbol of joy itself the beams hound out the last of the shadows which used to haunt the land. The night itself is the very epitome of sorrow, the being of death and blackness, where as the sunrise is the bearer of hope, the emblem of new life and rebirth. Through the darkness which seems to prevail, the night whose blackness seems to never end, the sun manages to once again rise over the horizon and illuminate the planet with its glorious rays. My life, once bleak and dreary has experienced a sunrise, one which has filled my world with warmth and light and drove away the cloudy and obscure shadows.
The austere and unremitting night, which all are far too familiar with, cloaks the world with a bleak and unsettling gloom, the darkness rolls like thick fog, cloaking the once powerful sun and all is still. The night is by far the most solemn time of day, with its bleak darkness which chokes the life from the once vibrant day and covers it with its sorrow. As Shakespeare would likely agree in A Midsummer Night’s Dream when Pyramus exclaims “O grim-look’d night! Oh night with hue so black! O night, which art ever art when day is not,” the night is the gloom of the day, representing the death of the sun. When the sun is conquered the night becomes still. There is only silence, a depression over the land falls like a thick smoke that suffocates all life, there is only sadness and bleak solitude. On some nights there is the moon, but on other the clouds cover what little light may shine from the “sunny...
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...e and cast out my bad memories. I began to focus on the vibrant colors of my life, not the desolate darkness like before. I found hope and a reason to live, I also found strength. The sun rose in my life just when I thought it never would and that I would never recover. The night was banished from me as the sun banishes it from the earth. The night may had once plagued my life, but so has the sun bursted forth and warmed my cold existence, the sunrise is the best metaphor for my life.
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Hunt, Jonathan. "In Darkness." The Horn Book Magazine Mar.-Apr. 2012: 111+. Academic OneFile. Web. 29 Apr. 2014
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...the end, you are the only one who can truly put you in the dark. Moreover, you, yourself, are the one who can take you out of your darkness.
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