The Golden Hour -MyPictureDay Submission

about the sun, when i was a kid, i ever thought for,..
where is it going to when the sunset goes by,
where is the end side of the earth, why sunset just so magnificent?

about the sun, when i was ten years old, i wondering why it shining?, why sunrise so cold, why noon so hot, why sunset so warm.
i do wondering why a single sun could have three phase of circumstances

about the sun, nowadays i never ask again, it causing by mired deep in the sublimity, wash away all my questioning, no more wondering but sublime

about the sun, it take me to the unknown of consciousness, fly me up of the unlimited mysteriousness, no any theory can fill me free

about the sun, now i know why it is called the golden hour