All around the world, sunsets are a beautiful occurrence. It's a consistency in our chaotic lives; we can always count on the to sun rise and set every day. This consistency overshadows aspects of our lives; we dwell on the unimportant things; we worry about trivial, materialistic objects. But the sunset is unaffected by our secularism. Instead, each night, the sun dips below the horizon in a brilliant display of oranges and reds and we cannot help but admire the show. In the grand scheme of things, people are small, their lives are seemingly insignificant. Yet, when we stand before the sunset, we realize that we are not alone, that in time, our problems and desires will wash away. We can be significant in our own way. All we need is a sunset to tell us that we matter, that although we are small, we can make a difference. All we need is a sunset to tell us to forgo the silly wishes of life and to accept the happiness that with which nature has endowed us.