Sunrise and Sunset Meditation
Sunrise
Sun is life. Sunrise is divine.
A full cycle of life is lived in those sacred moments of arrival of source of life. Every sunrise is different- in time, mind and space. It feels a huge privilege to witness sunrise and every sunrise fills me with gratitude of being alive.
Sunrise watching is meditation. I can never have enough of Sunrises. The sky slowing changing from black to grey to pink, red and orange and finally announcing arrival of a dot, which becomes the day. A new day, a new life, a new form and a new hope.
I have watched sunrise in different phases of life. My earliest memory of watching everyday sunrise was when I was in class 10th. The poem, Usha, which described changing colours of sky so vividly that I wanted to experience the black sky turning grey slate and the pink chalk rubbed over it. The experience was magical and thus began a lifetime love for sunrises.
Sunset
Sun is life, setting Sun is the truth of life.
Life vanishes in a moment. There is a moment’s distance between life and death. Sunset is that moment, separating life from death.
For me, watching sunset is realisation and reminder of futility of this form. The Sun vanishes slowly, taking away with it all the colours of oranges, reds, pinks, creating the space for purple, blue, grey before giving the darkness of night.
Sun, from its glorious present to vanishes in empty future. Truth of all glory of the past and present. Witnessing sunset is beginning of the wait. And then darkness brightens up with its own colours, exposing the hidden universe.
I put pictures of these precious moments of Sunrise and Sunset here.
