Nothing is more humbling than to witness the splendor of a sunset.
The explosion of glorious colors, the unseen hand deftly painting the horizon in rapid, dexterous strokes -
is a sight that never fails to inspire awe and evoke a sense of worship, even in the unbelieving heart.
It arouses an instinctive affirmation of a Greater force, omniscient, unparalled, unrivaled.
It reminds us of our humanity, with all its limitations and frailties.
It reduces our imperious self-glories and pompous personal triumphs
to a hollow apology for our awkward attempts to imitate its grandeur.
The explosion of glorious colors, the unseen hand deftly painting the horizon in rapid, dexterous strokes -
is a sight that never fails to inspire awe and evoke a sense of worship, even in the unbelieving heart.
It arouses an instinctive affirmation of a Greater force, omniscient, unparalled, unrivaled.
It reminds us of our humanity, with all its limitations and frailties.
It reduces our imperious self-glories and pompous personal triumphs
to a hollow apology for our awkward attempts to imitate its grandeur.
-Jennifer Melendez-Penaflor
