I was thinking
about writing something beautiful tonight. I was contemplating trying to weave
together and bind words that are harmonious and melodious and poetic. I was
considering penning some descriptions of such things as setting suns or stunning
dawns. The exquisiteness that is the breaking of a new day - viewed from a
pristine beach. It can be difficult to appropriately illustrate such
magnificent visions as the sun's first rays reflecting off deep blue seas or
the way that the setting sun basks some mountains with such a rich orange lustre
that everything looks golden. Plain old words don't seem to do such things
justice. Natural beauty sometimes just needs to be seen and felt. It needs to
be experienced. It can't really be properly described.
I was
wondering if I should even endeavor to chronicle the glorious spectacle that is
the sight of dark purple blue storm clouds rolling in across an empty horizon.
Like a massive moving bruise that engulfs the atmosphere. Or the way that
lightning bolts crackle and clap and dazzle as they pierce the night sky. Those
electrified hands of God reaching down to touch the earth with a passionate
fury; with a background of booming thunder. Just to serve as a reminder that
there is a power in the heavenly azure that can illuminate everything.
Everything.
Are mere words
enough to enunciate how sweet the air smells after a summer rain? How soft is
the touch of the skin of a new born baby? Or how hauntingly alluring is the
sound of monks chanting a mantra as temple bells chime and echo across a hidden
Himalayan valley?
An English
friend of our little charity in Nepal made a short film for us when he came up
to the mountains with us last year. His name is Marcus and he is a film maker -
a really good one. Marcus put it on YouTube for us as well. It is short and
sweet and it demonstrates how visual images sometimes outweigh mere words. You
can see it here on:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PGycj6IDJwo
Speaking about
beautiful things, come to Nepal if you want to and visit our little projects in
Katmandu or in the Himalayan village of Katunje. It will brighten your life a
little bit and it might even change it. It changed my life.
For the better
I was thinking
about writing something beautiful tonight but words alone sometimes aren't
quite adequate though for some things. They simply aren't capacious enough.
So I am not
even going to try.
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