No I haven't written anything in a long time. Did not have either time or inclination. But the sky is beautiful today and tugging at my heartstrings. If I do not write, I will cry because my heart will overflow one way or the other.
It is a deep azure, the sky. The glare hurts my eyes and I wonder that blue can be so intense, so bright, so clean. I don't know about your kind but Texan clouds are of two kinds..one type bohemian, lost, wandering, in no hurry to get anywhere. These wander the blue skies when rush hour traffic is over, with unkempt white locks and no direction. And then there are the type A clouds that bustle in from the Gulf of Mexico, nasty lookers each one. Scowling, frowning, elbowing others to get somewhere that much faster. They darken my skies and make my green trees look greener, and the sun sunnier when they finally go away.
The trees are still, breathing quietly, watching cars zoom by. Emissions, emissions! What does the oak care if it is a Maserati belching emissions or a battered Ford. It is asphyxiated by both.
But no talk of asphyxia today.
As the sprinklers come on, sunshine plays its enchanting tricks on my mind once more..as each droplet brings me a rainbow. Life is so intensely beautiful and so worth living. Thank you God.
Dear Madam,
ReplyDeleteIt is as fresh as a drop of dew on the grass in the early morning, as beautiful as first ray of light in the sky and as true as cycle of life.
Kritika Bhatnagar
Massachusetts
Kritika, thank you for your kind remarks. The words that come from our heart are the truest and so have incredible power to move.
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