Another sunrise.

One has to wonder what happens in the east-where-the-sun-rises.
Do people in the east-where-the-sun-rises, enjoy it as much as we do?
Do they delight in the colourful sky?
Do they embrace the new day or to they dread what the day may bring?
Do they think of us towards-the-west who have to wait for its light?

Are we the people in the east-where-the-sun-rises to others towards-the-west?