Nov 2, 2010
All I sought was a phrase or words to sum up those moments in time that make you pause and gaze unashamedly at whatever wonderous event destiny has sent your way.
Those moments that reach you in your dullest moods and bring a smile to your lips, or cause an uncontrollable giggle to escape. Those cleansing moments of awe which suddenly put our insignificant lives in perspective and remind us to smell the roses. Moments which, surely, any person at any point in eternity could appreciate, if they were just to open their eyes to the magic around them.
Two young sisters race, laughing hysterically, into the overgrown grass of a field, spinning and twirling and relishing the nonjudgmental friendship of siblings.
A dog escapes through the front gate as a mass of dark clouds gather on the horizon, and neighbors laugh to see two teenage girls, dressed to the nines, chasing him down the road just as the downpour begins.
From a reading nook on the front porch, a young woman drifts back to present after a literary journey to faraway lands, just in time to watch a passing shower come from the right, pass overhead, and depart to the left.
Hot, sweaty rugby players, faltering under the muggy oppression of an African afternoon, step up their game as a heavy thundershower rolls in over the hill to wash away their fatigue.
Even in the chilly gray of the Scottish Isles, two girls armed with a sparkly (if faulty), umbrella find the humor and good cheer to embark on an adventure into a storm from which all others hide.
Moments.
Surely I am not the only one in history to feel the freedom... the rush of joy... the sense that all is right in the world and that life is too short not to turn our face skywards and embrace the gift that nature has deemed it necessary for us to receive.
Summer Rain
Warm, refreshing, cleansing
Jan 9, 2011
Come what may, let me always keep my eyes open, waiting for those moments of summer rain and the sunshine that follows close behind.
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