Shut up, it's a sunset.

It's been a wonderful summer afternoon, it's getting dark, you step out on your back porch and BAM: sunset. For some reason we just shut up. We stand still and we just stare at it for a little while...

A scientific definition of a sunset could be: nitrogen, oxygen, carbon dioxide, and argon with electromagnetic radiation filtering through at a near right angle.

Woopie. There's nothing really scientifically phenomenal about sunsets. It has to be a uniquely human thing to be mesmerized by a sunset, an innate, biological, perhaps even emotional/spiritual response to.

Blood.
Fire.
Flowers.
Love.
Anger.
Light.

The day is over and it's time for things to wind down. Yet just at the close of day, just as the sun disappears over the edge of earth, he bids us goodnight with a fiery farewell. Just as the cool blue sky of day grows dreary and gray with the leaving sun, it comes alive again on the horizon, glowing with a peaceful, relaxing pink, or a warm, comforting red.

And it takes our breath away.
I guess it's because it's beautiful. What do you think?

And no, that's not a rhetorical question. There is a comment box.