landscapes, lyrics and life
The places we fear most can be wonderfully memorable if we peer below the surface, beyond the obvious, into the unknown, where the mysterious, dangerous and threatening evolve into scenes of solitude, rest and exploration. What if no one had ever penetrated the depths of the ocean or journeyed to the constellations above? How would we have discovered the wonder and beauty beyond the land upon which we walk?
Don't fear the spider spinning its web, watch in amazement because this simple daily task is a miracle of nature. Respect living creatures outside our comfortable spaces, outside our human flesh and existence. Let them all--bird, fish, insect, reptile, mammal--weave awareness through our minds, our hearts, our worlds. There is more than what we want, what we worry over, what we work to achieve. So much more.
The descent of day draws many images. Pause and watch, if only for a moment, the silent reminder from our Heavenly Father telling us that for another day we have breathed and experienced life. This day offered another chance to change our course, chase our dreams, challenge ourselves to do better, to do more, demand less.
Don't hurry away. Yet to come is the collage of colors surpassing any painter's palette, colors yet to be defined or mixed on a canvas. Only God can paint a sky. But He loves it when His glory overwhelms you and your passion and admiration imitate His love for us, for all. Surely, He blessed us with the desire to create and to share those creations. Dare to create. Then, be still. Rest. There's more to come.
See what you would've have missed if you dashed off too early. As the lake reflects the sunset, we, too, should reflect, not on another day gone, but on how far we've come from where we once were. For even if this day found us taking five steps backward, nothing keeps us from taking one step forward, then two, then three. Dare to start over. Only look back to remember where you did not stay. Destiny is patient and waits no matter how long it takes for you to arrive.
Light is now over, but darkness is beautiful. During the stillness of sleep, branches and moon shadows dance to a choir of night creatures. Coolness fills the air with the absence of sunlight and breezes feel like the caresses of someone who cares. Night is not lonely if you feel it surround you. Dare to sing and dance during your darkest nights. Dare to sleep beneath the stars.
The moon feels so close, it's as if you can reach out and take hold, sneak it into your pocket like a coin you once lifted from your mother's purse. After all, what was one tiny coin compared to her stack of dollar bills? Take time to ask this question to the blind man who sits alone on his mat, longing to hear the chink of coins in his tin cup. His answer may change your life.