Simplicity

The sky is a hue of blue, a radiant rich blue that fades into the distance to a creamy soft blue, like sea foam. No hint of clouds to interrupt the blue ceiling above me, so the brilliant sun seems close. It's much too bright to even attempt looking directly into the fiery intensity. I slowly close my eyes, and take in the heat that bakes the earth as an oven. The feeling from the intense light warms my skin as I grin up at the enormous sky.

With a gentle sigh, my eyes are brought to rest on the surrounding landscape.

The evergreen trees are a dark blue green. Their presence makes me think of Christmas and of Winter's white snow. The vast forest of leafy trees has started to look like an open crayon box left in the sun too long. The greens, browns, yellows, reds, all mixing together into a beautiful miriad of color. The beauty before me was enough to fill the soul with awe.

Each breath of the air brought in new fragrances of the panoramic beauty about me. The crisp smell of cedar's, and the smooth smell of the beginnings of autumn, mixed in was a touch of the smell of a stream's bubbling waters, over all was the presence of the freshness of the breeze from the plain's grasses.

The leaves on the ground leap about like acrobats in the gentle breeze. Doing flips they hurl themselves from their branches and gracefully land upon the grassy knoll. Some travel from their lowly place by doing cartwheels, others leap and bound to a new destination. Each taking care to be tender upon the blades of grass that they touch.

Flying so gracefully free high above was a small sparrow, she dove down and snatched several long blades of grass, as she came up she landed in a tree. Her nest was well under construction. The care and patience she put into it was obvious as she wove the grass with all sensitivity to it's design.

Just below her, on the ground, was a red ground squirrel. He moved with small quick motions as he gathered his acorns together. His ability to climb the bark of the tree with such ease stuck me with curiosity.

Gentle clouds began to drift across the sky's blue canvas. My soul filled with wonder as I watched the Master paint yet one more sunset. The silver lining on the clouds gave way to gold as vibrant pinks and oranges lit up the world about me. So bright was the sun's final glow, from purest white till a bloody red and finally the purple sky began to dim as stars conquered the night sky.

The ordered constellations dancing through the clouds and brightening the night's darkness.

Psalm 19:1-2

"The heavens declare the glory of God,

and the sky above proclaims his handiwork.

Day to day pours out speech,

and night to night reveals knowledge."