SunriseThere was darkness, and now there is light. As if proclaimed, the sun rose triumphantly, warmed the earth, extending its brilliant tendrils to the four corners of the world, and chased away the terrible night. As a symbol of joy, the rays chase away the last shadows that once haunted the country. Night itself is the very embodiment of sorrow, the being of death and darkness, while the sunrise is the bringer of hope, the emblem of new life and rebirth. Through the darkness that seems to reign, the night whose darkness seems to never end, the sun manages to rise again on the horizon and illuminate the planet with its glorious rays. My life, once dark and dreary, experienced a sunrise that filled my world with warmth and light and chased away the cloudy and dark shadows. The harsh and unceasing night, which all know far too well, shrouds the world in a dark and unsettling darkness, the darkness rolls in like a thick fog, obscuring the once mighty sun and all is still. Night is by far the most solemn time of the day, with its gloomy darkness smothering the life of the once vibrant day and covering it with its sadness. As Shakespeare would probably agree in A Midsummer Night's Dream when Pyramus exclaims "O dark-looking night!" Oh night with such a black tint! O night, which is always when day does not exist,” night is the darkness of day, representing the death of the sun. When the sun sets, the night becomes calm. There is only silence, a depression falls over the country like thick smoke that suffocates all life, there is only sadness and dark loneliness. Some nights there is the moon, but other nights the clouds cover what little light can shine from the "sunny...... middle of paper ......e and chase away my bad memories. I began to focus on the vibrant colors of my life, not the desolate darkness like before. I found hope and a reason to live, I also found strength. The sun rose in my life just when I thought it would never happen and I would never recover. The night has been banished from me as the sun banishes it from the earth. The night may have tormented my life, but the sun also burst out and warmed my cold existence, the sunrise is the best metaphor for my life. Works Cited Shakespeare, William. Dream of summer nights. New York: Bantam, 1988. Print. Shakespeare, William. The tragedy of Romeo and Juliet. Ed. Richard Hosley. New Haven: Yale UP, 1954. Print. Thornton, Jacqui. "Sunrise." Art Arena - Original paintings, creative literature and Persian culture. World Poems, 2000. Web. December 12. 2011. .