The sky is the daily bread of the eyes
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Don't fill my head with the logic and science behind the phenomenon.
Let me bask in it's glow.Let me shake my head in wonder.
Let me sit quietly and take it all in with my own senses.
Let me accept it as a miracle of life.
Tell me about the myths.
Share a bit of folklore.
Talk with me about mystery
The mystery of it's very existance.
And you will fuel my belief in God
A bright blue sky as far as the eye can see
A perfectly spun web covered in morning drops
A 12 foot high sunflower which started from a seed I held in my hand
Flickering stars on a summer night blending into one another
the milky way as far as your imagination can take you
Fork Lightening filling the sky with it's wrath
Cotton soft cumulus clouds floating in the wind
A glowing orange harvest moon rising above the river
An intricately designed beaver dam
Robin's egg blue
A perfectly arching rainbow slipping through a cloud
A hummingbird stopping to sip the sugary sweet from the feeder
An intricate snowflake
A busy little ant carrying a crumb larger than it's own body
Tides rolling in and out every single day
WE don't need to search for a natural phenomenon. They grace our personal worlds everyday. We are usually too busy or preoccupied to notice.......to acknowledge them. But they are there, for us to receive in awe.........to recognize how fortunate we are to play a part. We are the scribes who have the capacity to record and to rejoice in their creation. We are the lucky ones.
This morning as I sat outside on my back deck to quietly drink my tea, I watched a "flurious" hummingbird zippity by towards the feeder hanging on the eaves next door. It zoomed in close enough to dip it's beek into the shallow dish for a taste. It was so quick.....zip in.........zip out........always fluriously fluttering it's tiny blurry looking wings. Phenomenal.
Tonight, I headed down to the river and then up to Springhill Road near my home to enjoy the show....... and as I took a few photos of the sun spreading the last of it's light onto the water, a thought struck me. When we awaken to the realization that we are sensing a phenomenon, our voices turn to whisper. It's like if we acknowledge it too loudly, we'll scare it away.
The "phenomenal" prompt is courtesy of Sunday Scribblings..........a wee bit early. Check out their site for more phenomenal posts.
Now, it's your turn.........have you seen or heard or felt or experienced a phenomenon lately?