With An Awareness Not Perceived By Others

Let me sit down and observe the rising of the August' sun, it's gorgeous to watch it unfolding and illuminating the entire valley that was unlit! I refuge into the awakening Earth with an awareness not perceived by others, afraid to be blinded by such a brightness... and doing so, I won't witness what is worth! Let me speak humanly with those creatures ready to explore another morning, not knowing its outcome, only hoping for calmness and pleasant slow-passing hours! What is seen may seem mysterious and illusional without having a persuasive concept and a firm belief: that everything created sustains life despite the grief and other calamities not imagined as superstitious; what seems inconceivable is another truth so delusional! It's the closing of a debatable day lived amid the perception of faith and its endless possibilities to clarify questions that have been ignored; can an unenlightened person find all answers?