Painting .....

Standing and deeply gazing at the heavens above,
I noticed a deep and darkened sky peppered with
motionless clouds scattered all about.

First, a radiant orange from the rising sun
aureoles the high-above cumulus clouds.
Then, the vast cerulean sky is revealed.
Staring at the majesty unfolding before me, I gleefully
watched the hand of God, painting beautiful and lasting strokes.
I noticed that my heart beating faster than usual.

At the bus stop, the early morning traffic is rushing
to and fro; a painful reminder that I make my home
in a big city, far from rural & peaceful settings.

The line to board the 6am bus had grown considerably.
They pay no mind to the joyous handy work of God.
IPods, Blackberry's and cell phones have once again
seized a wonderful piece of time; I look again and none
in line seem to notice or seem to care about this unfolding.

Thank you, for I indeed was watching,
feeling and enjoying the sheer goodness
of your every-day blessing.