The dawn never fails to fascinate me.. The slow and graceful transformation of a lonesome dark sky into a light crystal blue; streaked with creases of violet; suffused with slanting golden light from Magisterial horizons ;embroidered with lonely streaks of cloud, hanging tenuously like a richly ornamented brocade from its gracious bosom; awaiting with hushed breath, the grace and blessing of the oncoming day...It is exhilarating, profoundly moving and a deeply humbling experience: this timeless rejuvenation of the Universe - The brain is held captive in the solemnity of its perceptions; in the the simplicity of its beauty and the nameless delight that reverberates through every living cell of the body. Floating in its amniotic embrace ,the human organism gracefully moves into a prelapsarian state of innocent perception , without a trace of selfhood.... What a joy!!!!!!! , I feel the heaven and earth coming to life within, around and through me this wonderful cold morning.... I understand and feel the words of Henry Thoreau, the great nature poet , when he wrote the following words, sitting by the woods in his country cabin , celebrating the onset of day: The Bluebird carries the sky on its back..... God bless.......
Posted on: Fri, 29 Nov 2013 12:25:48 +0000
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