Even in the things we cannot see, In the forest where no person hikes In the fall leaves no one sees In the stars and galaxies we haven’t yet discovered In the snowfall that melts before it is noticed In life beneath the seas In the eternal fire of the sun In the simple water that keeps us alive In the growth of trees In the bulb that comes alive in the soil In the pyramidal neurons in our brains There is primal beauty.
And if beauty is that important to the creator think again, about all of the things and people we can see. Enjoy
Very nice. That propensity for the appreciation of beauty in us is tightly bonded with those things of beauty. We are never as alone or alienated as we sometimes think.
The stars are very bright tonight. I mean, the neurons are firing and working overtime.
I'm making lists: Chores to do Things to be thankful for People to call People to text Gifts to buy and wrap Bills to pay
And, I'm asking questions. I have so many questions. So many questions and very few answers.
Who can I talk to about this? Where do I start? How do I start? What's the question, really?
So, I'm lit up like the clear night sky and I see no sense in it at all.
But, I hold on to the thread of hope that the Creator knows what to make of it, can see the beauty that can come of it, the life that will flourish in the midst of it, that it will be - no, that it is - good.
Primal Beauty
ReplyDeleteEven in the things we cannot see,
In the forest where no person hikes
In the fall leaves no one sees
In the stars and galaxies we haven’t yet discovered
In the snowfall that melts before it is noticed
In life beneath the seas
In the eternal fire of the sun
In the simple water that keeps us alive
In the growth of trees
In the bulb that comes alive in the soil
In the pyramidal neurons in our brains
There is primal beauty.
And if beauty is that important to the creator
think again,
about all of the things and people we can see.
Enjoy
Very nice. That propensity for the appreciation of beauty in us is tightly bonded with those things of beauty. We are never as alone or alienated as we sometimes think.
ReplyDeleteThe stars are very bright tonight. I mean, the neurons are firing and working overtime.
ReplyDeleteI'm making lists:
Chores to do
Things to be thankful for
People to call
People to text
Gifts to buy and wrap
Bills to pay
And, I'm asking questions. I have so many questions. So many questions and very few answers.
Who can I talk to about this? Where do I start? How do I start? What's the question, really?
So, I'm lit up like the clear night sky and I see no sense in it at all.
But, I hold on to the thread of hope that the Creator knows what to make of it, can see the beauty that can come of it, the life that will flourish in the midst of it, that it will be - no, that it is - good.