� 2001-2006 by Shiloh
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What a Wonderful WorldWe do live in a beautiful world. I don't know how anybody can view it otherwise. Or see it as the product of a "Big Bang." I know not everybody believes in a Supreme Being who has claim over us because He created us and everything 'round us, but I can't help but wonder how they can be so dense in not seeing the miracles of Creation that certainly no accident of explosive gases battling it out produced. It took a divine hand and vast amounts of imagination to come up with the myriad species of animal and plant and types of ore and other materials we have here on this planet. And I don't know about you, but I know my first ancestor wasn't an ameoba or an ape. I believe we were made in God's image, meaning human form, so therefore I know my infinity-plus great-grandparents weren't baboons.
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying, "I love you."I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world.Louis Armstrong
Spring is waning, almost at its end, the Earth turning green and colorful from the numerous showers we've been blessed with; and Summer's heat is but a hint right now. It can be felt in the warmer temperatures of the progressing days and is evidenced in the lessening need of heavier, warmer blankets and nightgowns. Beauty is all around in the blossoming flowers, the blue of the sky and in the creatures of the Earth.
Even in the cold, fierce white and gray world of Winter, there is beauty. It may be starker and more severe, but there is splendor nonetheless in the lacy patterns of frost in the trees and on your windowpanes. There is wonder, cheer and holiday magic, for Winter is the Season of Peace, where, despite long lines and grouchiness at checkout counters people are kinder, friendlier and aware of peace on Earth.
And let's not forget the vivid majesty of Fall. There's a fresh crispness and bite to the air that drives away the laziness of Summer. Unlike its predecessor, Fall's not afraid to be bold and vivacious. It wears colors of rust, deep red, orange and gold...especially in the Eastern United States.
Daydreaming on Paper suggests making a list of 10 things that prove things in your world are beautiful. What a wonderful idea! *laughs*
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