On this beautiful sunny Spring day, I stood on an expanse of green lawn, beneath the blue sky as puffy white clouds passed overhead, guided by a soft ocean breeze.
In front of me were roses in bloom in reds and pinks and whites and a two tone of red and yellow. Behind them were hydrangeas covered in pinkish flowers.
At my feet were begonias in various shades of reds, and in white. To my right flowering white jasmine pedals perfumed the air.
Amongst this beauty my spirit called to the heavens in gratitude, humbled by such magnificence.
Just then the winds blew a bit harder through 60 foot tall green Canary Island pine trees that framed that portion of the setting. As the wind touched the pine needles it made the sound of a lover exhaling gently through pursed lips.
In my creative mind speaking for God that sound was His Voice and The Voice said for all to hear, "This is life and I welcome all to share in this abundance of beauty, a show to behold."
And for that instant, there was a mystical call that bonded all of nature, all of life as the heavens spoke.
Dick
No comments:
Post a Comment