When the sun sets

The sun is setting on the horizon kissing the dark blue water that is flowing onto the shores. She is standing in the mountains, the future in the sky, as the sky is in her hand. She knows that she can follow every path she wants to take. Would it be the one into the valley, the one leading into the sea or the path that starts where she stands and is dissolving in the fog that turns the mountains into a mysterious place? It is her choice and sometimes the choice seems impossible, but deep down she knows that time will bring the answer. Maybe not today, or tomorrow, but surely, before the sun sets and the darkness spreads over the world, before her heart is dying, she will be able to take the path that will lead her to a brighter future.

One day or day one? Maybe the question is not that wrong. Maybe it is the one question she has to ask every day. Maybe things take time and a broken heart can heal. The future in her hand may hold the answer. But what would life be if we saw the future before living in the present? Love comes and goes in life and forgiveness can be given and taken away, but what always stays is the choice, a choice of whether to live or to survive. Failing was the beginning of success, because growing comes after the pain, after the excuses, after the phase of giving up and standing up again, trying to be stronger but growing weaker at the same time, only to rise again.

As the sun is kissing the horizon, she realizes that the beginning of life is when one realizes that life ends sooner than it starts, that every tear you shed is valid and every emotion you possess is allowed and not to be forbidden. When the sun sets, she sees the end of a day and, for a brief moment, she also sees the beauty in the ending of things. She sees it as she looks at the path in front of her, deciding to be strong and weak at the same time, to take a step onto a new path while her past is still curled up in her heart and head.

This little step marks the beginning of something wonderful, something new. A step in the time of day when everything is possible because nothing is sure. As she walks away from the pain inside of her, a future unfolds, a mystery is written, and she can see how it unfolds right in front of her. That is when she finally realizes that she is the creator of her own future, and as the sun sets, the easiness of the decision starts resting in her heart.

As she starts walking into the sunset, she is sure that there will come a day when she will meet someone who will not judge her for the decisions she has made. He will come, and she must be strong enough to keep him in her life. At the slim second between dusk and nightfall, she opens her heart and mind to the possibilities that the future holds and closes the doors to her oast, locking away the noise inside, while she can see the future unfold in front of her. Some day she knows she will find him, the one person who will not judge her strangeness and her fondness for knowledge but accept it and allow her to unfold her wings.

When the sun sets and dusk is coloring the sky in orange, yellow and shades of blue, she holds her future in her hands and lets her true wishes be her guides. When the sun sets, every color shows her a new possibility.