Surrounded by Beauty
It is, to say the least, instructive
how a reluctant but necessary tryst
with a cutting-edge heart surgeon
focuses the mind on the possibility
of the Dark Angel paying an unneeded
call, but the mind in stress does habitually
linger on such untoward occurrences.
On the other hand, an assignation of
that stern calibre of existentialism also
guides the mind toward a rejection of
the petty and the embrace of meaning
in life. From that experience rises an
acute appreciation of all we normally
take for granted, magnifying the beauty
that surrounds us and our opportunities
to bask in what nature has given us.
So that yes, the sight and sound of a
bird, the colours of autumn and the
dazzling splendour of winter's embrace
are newly recognized for what they
represent. Even shopping forays to
view and to bring home to the pantry
glowingly colourful fruits and their
vegetable partners become a happy
conspiracy between us, my dear, as a
reaffirmation that life well lived is a
reward for a life well lived, together.
Thursday, November 24, 2016
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Poetry
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