Walk in the rain,
smell flowers,
stop along the way,
build sandcastles,
go on field trips,
find out how things work,
tell stories,
say the magic words,
trust the universe.
-Thank you Bruce Williamson
I am inland helping a friend today so cannot be at the beach. But I thought I would share some thoughts on a recent sunrise.
Sunrise
one lone star in the dark sky
a hint of rose on the horizon
the promise of a new day
the sea, like molten pewter
flowing toward the shore
the wet sand stretches out ahead of me
like a sheet of glass
seashells, dotted here and there
sea birds catch an early morning snack
glow on the horizon grows
orange ball rises from the sea
sun up
Late winter dreary, cloudy and cold
Driving toward spring
Endless prairie, dotted by white barns and farms
Thin sliver of light hints at promise of sun and warmth
Rivers and lakes – water sparkling like diamonds
Meander through forests – sun flickering through the trees
Eagles soar overhead as red tailed hawk eyes me
Clumps of daffodils nod to a coming spring
Wiggle and waggle southward
Narrow roads with no shoulders
Houses with wide porches, doors open, folks rockin’
A church on every corner like gas stations back home
Signs of spring – grass greening
Apple and almond trees shimmering white
Wild plum and redbuds – splashes of color amidst dark, leafless trees
Creeks tumble over rocky beds, rushing with snow melt
Over Mont Eagle, down toward Nickajack Lake
Warm sunshine entices, stop to hike
Cloudland Canyon, home of the Cherokee
Waterfalls over ancient rock faces – awe inspiring
Winter fingers reach out to nip at fingers and nose
Run, run, run to warmth
Meander lost
Georgia stretches on and on at break neck speed
Florida at last – slow lane once more
Cracker style houses, horse farms, and forest green
Live oaks drip with Spanish moss
Wildflowers paint the roadside – purple and pink, yellow and white
Pines and palmettos
Give way to salt marsh and sawgrass
Ocean views and beach stretching on and on
Journey’s end
Cruising over the heartland
Clouds like snow covered mountain peaks all around
Snatches of brown fields
Corn maze shaped like a rocket ship sporting “a star upon thars”
Headed South over middle states — Ohio, Tennessee, Louisiana
Blue skies reveal the great river’s serpentine windings
Suddenly nothing but blue dotted with white puffs
Below and above — stretching forever
Land appears — undulating no longer flat
Little villages and towns hug the sides and adorn the peaks
Rugged hills, softened by greenery
Roads zig and zag to the top and wind their way down again
Rivers meander between rocky promontories
Splitting in two
And coming together again
Whole once more
Mexico City
Red tile roofs stretch for miles upon miles
Isolated villages give way to housing tracts
Ordered grids broken by warehouses and plots of tilled land
The air grows hazy
Shrouding the view of houses, schools, a bull ring
The occasional park lined with trees
Briefly breaks the haze
The central city grows tall
Latin colors brighten the view
Brilliant red, blue, yellow, orange, violet, magenta
Wheels on the ground
