When I was travelling in Iloilo, I glimpsed this through our window while riding the ferry...
It was a magnificent sunset. a glorious bright and wild fiery lava-like sliver of color that seeped through an otherwise darkening, almost black sky.
As with anything by nature, I was mesmerized. I looked at it in awe, dazed by its beauty... the audacity of it to be so loud and colorful amidst the dark skies. As a child, I've often wondered if blazing sunset such as this one signifies the hot coals of hell and that maybe all of us can see hell from our windows at home or maybe it's the opposite.. maybe it's actually paradise peeping and saying hi to us.
Well, that day on the ferry, I chose the latter. I imagined the feisty pink-orange light to be a beacon of inspiration, and it filled me with hope to be able to see it waving high and proud at me, telling me that my dreams are not impossible at all but are indeed attainable and that although I may not be there right now, I know that one day, I will reach it. One day my skies will be filled with bright glorious light and it will be amazing.
