Sunrise Through the Fog – A Silent Morning in the Fields

There are mornings that don’t need words.

This one was like that—soft, cold, and wrapped in fog. I remember stepping outside and feeling like the world was holding its breath.

The fields were quiet. Sugarcane plants stood still like dark figures in a misty dream. The rising sun fought gently through the haze—not in a rush, not with noise, just calm golden persistence.

Sometimes, we live our lives like this morning—half in shadows, half in light. That’s part of why I chose the name @shadowsnlight. These moments reflect something deeper inside me. A sense of silence, survival, and soft hope.

I wanted to share these photos not because they’re perfect—but because they’re real.

If you’ve ever paused to admire a foggy sunrise, you already know: the most beautiful things arrive quietly.

                            Foggy path beside sugarcane field 

                            Thicker mist covering the track

                        Sun emerging through the fog over green field

Thanks for being here.
Until the next post-stay grounded,and let your shadows teach you how to find light.

@shadowsnlight