I woke up this morning to the most beautiful sunrise. The sky was on fire - a glowing mix of red, amber and peach.
For how many years has the sun been lighting the sky? How many people have been captivated by sunrises and sunsets over the centuries?
There is such a timelessness about it - I can imagine bronze age man gazing at it, alongside people today - a link between past and present.... It truly is the natural things in life that have the power to take my breath away, make my heart skip, bring tears to my eyes - whether it's the sun rising or setting, the spiritual, spine tingling glow of the moon, the twinkling of a star, or the gentle arch of a rainbow - it is all these things, and more, that really matter.
It is the sharing of the natural wonders of everyday life that bonds us together, spellbound, across continents, time zones and centuries ... Thank you, 'mother nature' ...
This is a poem I wrote a few years ago - sorry if you've seen it before, but I think it ties in with the theme of this blog ...
One
The pheasant's wing
Beats in time
With the Shaman's drum
On the other side
Of the world.
Woodsmoke
Spirals
Up, up and
Away
In the hazy sky
Between two
Worlds.
Worlds apart;
Yet we are all
One...
