My Beautiful Life
My eyes opened, and I have no idea what the time is, but the sun is streaming in through the bedroom window. My pillow caught the rays and I turn to lie in them, the warmth caressing my face. I lay there in semi sleep, and I could hear the angels, their music so gentle , so haunting, so beautiful.
The Town clock rang out, one two 3 4 5 6 .It was 6 am and the angels were singing. I got up and looked out , trying to see where that music was coming from, nothing.
I lay back on the bed , willing the angels back , they had gone..the moment had passed...
Fully awake, I realized that I had left the radio on all night.
So, now , listen to the angels.
My World, My Beautiful Life.
It is appreciation for what you have, and gratitude for what you have been given, that creates the beautiful life.
Appreciation of being able to hear the music in the first place, and of the understanding of the emotion being portrayed, whether the music is 'country' 'jazz' 'popular' or classics. Even if we do not understand how the sounds come together we still are able to appreciate the finished composition.
There are many people blessed with the gift of not only understanding , but , with the ability of creating . The ability to play an instrument, whether it be the voice, string, keyboard, wind or any other type of instrument is a gift, and we should all be grateful for that ability.
The morning chorus , there is no natural music as sweet. Rising high above all others in song, is no other than the blackbird. A song so pleasing to the ear is difficult to ignore.
Where in the world would any of us be without friendships. Friendships are formed, and bonds are created. A friend is someone , that you stick by, defend and support in all circumstances. Having a friend is a relationship that is timeless, days months years can go by , but time does not move for friends.
Good friends are hard to come by , but when they do.....they add to a beautiful life.
Have you ever stopped in your tracks and thought to yourself, What a beautiful view! that would make a great painting, photo ....?
I have, and admire all those that commit these to canvas or paper for the whole world to share.
I have a love of books and have a number. New books , old books , reference, poetry, and novels. Books are at the core of my life, I learn , I read, I enjoy, I smell.[do you think thats odd, I just Iove the smell of books]
What is a Beautiful Life?
So, in answer to ripplemakers request, What is a beautiful life?
My beautiful life is summed up with all of the above,
Music that I can listen to and play
Bird song that brings in each and every day
Friends that are always here to stay
Art to see , what others see
Books to learn , to read , to be
Contented, happy, that is me.
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