#sunsets

FROM THE MOUNTAINS TO THE SEA

 

I remember looking at Deborah and thinking to myself…how blessed…how fortunate are we…as we drove from our cabin in the mountains…to our home down by the sea.

 

Blessed to have a life where, one moment, we are able to be…experiencing the majesty of the mountains…and the next…the grandeur of the sea.

 

Blessed to have in our life…the ability to choose…from two wonders of creation…with two completely different views.

 

Take sunsets for instance…the same sunset…but both as different as can be…as the sun seems to nestle behind the mountains…but swan dive into the sea.

 

It’s as if the sun works harder to settle in the mountains…climbing through the trees and in and out of caves…while setting in the ocean…all she does is ride the waves.

 

It reminds me of the highs and lows of life…on our daily roller coaster ride…sometimes we find ourselves climbing…other times…we’re floating on the tide.

 

But one of the wonders of a sunset…is that each one is brand new…and whether we’re climbing or we’re floating…we must find time to enjoy the view.

 

For enjoying the view is, I imagine, most important…in life…it is the key…whether the sun is nestling behind the mountains…or swan diving into the sea.

 
 
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DO TREES ENJOY THE SUNSET?

As we walked along a wooded path beside the river’s edge 

enjoying the evening breeze

we began to notice the sunset…

peeking through the trees.

 

We marveled at the ever changing colors 

it was like walking in a dream

As we saw the radiance of the sky before us 

reflected in the stream…

 

As we marveled at the beauty…

(sometimes we’d be walking and we’d freeze)

I wondered: if we’re enjoying this so much...

what about the trees.

 

Can a tree enjoy a sunset?…Does a tree even have an eye?

Can it marvel at how the colors transform the evening sky?

 

And then I saw it…

a lonely tree…

one we passed on our walk out…

and I found the answer to my question

now I have no doubt…

 

For this little tree next to the river growing free and straight and wild

Seemed to be watching this same sunset…

with the wonder of a child.

 

She was standing tall to get the best view..

a view that was breathtaking

And as I got a little closer to her I could see her needles shaking.

 

Standing beside her along the river…

as new colors would appear

there…

on the bark of this tiny tree…

I believe I saw her shed a tear.

 

It is impossible to know what any tree truly sees

It’s possible her needles were just quaking in the breeze…

 

It’s impossible to know if any tree truly cries

It’s possible that was just sap and not a tear falling from her eyes.

 

But I like to believe in miracles…

I like to think as we enjoy an evening breeze

we can share a beautiful sunset…

with each other…

 

and the trees.



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