At sunset, I get to think of a day that ends
And rest that is just starting.
It is when the earth calls forth the hours of stillness
to whisper a word of thanks
for the grace that overflowed
and the strength that kept me going.

At dusk, I smile at the earth
like an actor bowing at the closing of the curtain
Praising the one that made it all happen,
Content to be part of the story that unfolded.

At sunset, I get to think of the new day that will come,
with me, prepared because of these holy hours
that will lull me to sleep.

Fr. Sunny Castillo (05 April 2014)

This is my photo entry to Sue’s Word A Week Challenge: Contrast. The bright sunset provides a contrast to the coconut trees at the foreground of this picture. This is a picture of our Tamurong, our village in Northern Philippines where I was born. I will always, always miss it.



  1. Another spectacular picture of Tamurong! It is a paradise!

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