Night falls, everything sleeps in silence while the sky inspired by a full moon and numbers of stars, in that solitude of the night the wild beasts of darkness begin to emerge in the forest. His eyes shine as if they were two fireflies, while the night brings that silent and clandestine spectacle, nobody observes it, slowly as time goes by the night disappears, the sky begins to clear up the beasts hide and sleep the skylights disappear and the full moon It begins to erase very slowly, then comes the beautiful sunrise with a bluish sky with a cold and cozy climate, begins a different show more cheerful and many listen and can observe, all birds sing with great force that sweet sound an alarm clock Natural, roosters sing birds fly in the sky ringing their beak. And that fireball comes out that shines and brightens half of the world, that sun to which we can look and enjoy a perfect awakening. Both phases are a spectacle given by themselves, while one part of the world lives the experience of dawn others sleep if they can observe the spectacle of the night. It is a natural instantaneous cycle that has been shaped like a drawing on paper. The awakening of each new dawn is a bright song that many hope to see until when they sleep they expect that natural awakening.
