Sunday, October 22, 2017

Rain

I've been learning to fully appreciate moments.
In all the chaos, I pause, experiencing the calm in the midst of the storm.

Noticing the breeze and how it moves through everything.
The trees sway and their leaves rustle. 
The clouds float across the sky and shapes form, change and dissipate. 
The birds are guided by the pressure and direction of the wind. 

Time ticks on , yet still I sit, absorbing and valuing each moment.

My eyes continue to scan the landscape. 
The colours of the grass, fading from vivid green to dusty brown.
The varying colours of  tree trunks
-grey, red, blue, silver, merging with the brown. 
The shade, making colours darker and richer.
The sun, making colours brighter and lighter.
Making dappled sunlight fascinating.

Looking up at the sun as it sets,

It draws the eye along with the blues, purples, pinks, oranges, and yellows.
It eventually gives way to deep purple, blue of the sky, and silver of the moon and stars. 

To think that God created all things, just using words.
But I know my words cannot truly express what the eye can see and the heart can feel.
So I would urge everyone to pause and fully appreciate moments.
To find the calm in the midst of the storm. 



Tuesday, October 10, 2017

The Eye of the Storm

I've been learning to fully appreciate moments.
In all the chaos, I pause, experiencing the calm in the midst of the storm.

Noticing the breeze and how it moves through everything.
The trees sway and their leaves rustle. 
The clouds float across the sky and shapes form, change and dissipate. 
The birds are guided by the pressure and direction of the wind. 

Time ticks on , yet still I sit, absorbing and valuing each moment.

My eyes continue to scan the landscape. 
The colours of the grass, fading from vivid green to dusty brown.
The varying colours of  tree trunks
-grey, red, blue, silver, merging with the brown. 
The shade, making colours darker and richer.
The sun, making colours brighter and lighter.
Making dappled sunlight fascinating.

Looking up at the sun as it sets,

It draws the eye along with the blues, purples, pinks, oranges, and yellows.
It eventually gives way to deep purple, blue of the sky, and silver of the moon and stars. 

To think that God created all things, just using words.
But I know my words cannot truly express what the eye can see and the heart can feel.
So I would urge everyone to pause and fully appreciate moments.
To find the calm in the midst of the storm.