Wandering Mystic Meditation From Luxor Egypt

I’m not a morning person. There's just something innately cruel about the sun rising as early as it does. Yet, I would skip out on sleep forever just to watch the sun rise over the sand in Luxor, Egypt. I can’t help but be blown away by the fuzzy pink disc pushing the night sky beyond and below the city limits. The glow of dawn peeks out between the silhouettes of mosques scattered across the barren landscape. I can hear the beautiful sounds of purring wind instruments floating on the breeze. In such moments, I feel like I’ve traveled back to the time of the ancients.