You ask me;
"Don't you get bored when you run around in circles doing laps with no change in scenery?"
Below I take you with me - no morning is the same as you know, -every season has it's own amazingness attached to it. Yes, some mornings are wet and gray, but that's just some - there are many of these....
Some morning
The sky changes colors - dark hues from the night slowly overtaken by orange and rouge spread on to cloud-cheeks as they drift across the blue canvas.
Soundless. Amazing
The moon descends, like a change of guards gliding below the horizon in graceful salute to the rising sun.
Soundless. Peaceful
and yet....
the air is alive with music as the birds welcome a new day with all their song, a seamless blend of this winged choir,
Joyful.
Warm fingers of the sun touch the earth of an empty overgrown lot.....
steam, like threads of gold, slowly twirl in a heaven-bound dance
Soundless. Beautiful
A solo flight takes place high above, wingspan about 7 ft. a white head turning as keen eyes scan the surface below
Soundless. Majestic
Cool air makes breath visible - white puffs leave my lungs as I breathe out taking all this in
Soundless. Awestruck.
and yet...
my spirit, wings spread, soars like the eagle,- free, dancing, uninhibited by body and gravity -
my heart stirred up, beyond the ability to remain neutral, has joined in all the glory surrounding me
- "then sings my soul..."!
Soundless. Unique.
but,
my Creator hears -
-b
