Friday, 17 April 2009
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The morning turns on gradually, like soft lamplight, in the Land of the Rising Sun, without any fanfare, and without the famous "Rising Sun" I expected. It's in the evening that the sun chooses to show its splendor. It doesn’t selfishly unfold its beauty in the early morning while everyone is still asleep, but it waits for the right time. It waits for evening when people are coming home and need to be woken up again and renewed from the business of the day. It is the Setting Sun that gathers up its light into a deep orange egg yolk to begin its long descent, becoming more and more red as it goes down. Just before it slides off the sky, it is the brightest orange red, getting ready to crack open on the other side of the world. Maybe it should be called Land of the Setting Sun. Is this orange-red egg yolk really the same sun that you see on the other side of the world?