My name is the least important thing here. You may simply call me Sunrise.

For me, sunrises represent a lot of things: the opportunity of a brand new day that is just starting, knowing that it will not repeat itself. Starting over. A future that is no longer so. A gift Life gives us all, no matter where we live, what we do or who we are. The triumph of light over darkness. A part of the circle of Life where we know that darkness will fall again, leaving us with the hope of another sunrise.

I do have to tell you, in case you haven’t noticed it yet, English is a foreign language to me and therefore I apologize if every now and then I misspell a word or express things in a funny way. If you understand what I am trying to say, that is good enough for me.