Watching the sun go down can be very satisfying. Nature at that time changes its colors every moment. The quietness everywhere fills me with peace. All of it somehow makes me wonder about my mortality.
"This is the same sun that my ancestors used to sit beneath, the same sun under which the battle of Troy was fought, the sun that gave its warmth to Adam when it was cold" I wonder. But the sun was present even before Adam, it's like it's almost immortal.
Me on the other hand, I'm here for a few moments, after which I'll be only a memory.
Photo taken with Mate 10 Lite