The Secret Places of God
Bluer Than Blue (Start Pavarotti Here)
It was one of those
Surprise days
You know, the kind that
Happens after a clouded,
Overcast, gray season of rain
You thought it would be that way for a while
And then this day happens…
Blue skies
Bluer than blue skies because of the
Contrast of majestic white sculpted cloud
With enough shadows in their valleys to render
Them stark against the primary blue
The air, clean & charged and full of the freshest of fresh smells
The kind that needs the best music
The Puccini or Romanza
Something that is as lofty as the skies are beautiful
The kind of day you want to plunge into with all your senses
The kind you change into comfortable, expendable clothes
Because you know this day will definitely rub off on you
And you wouldn’t have it any other way….
You could garden on a day like this
You could probe the secret places of God
You could call the best friend, the closest relative
You could make something on a day like this
You could write
You could embrace away the failures of other days and
Spring clean it new, chock full of hope
You don’t just smile on a day like this
It starts deep inside and spreads like
An avalanche, carrying an irrepressible joyous glow
That is more than the light in your eyes and the up turn of your lips
You meet this day on its own terms, nothing held back, accepting, full
Brim full and contagious with a life we rarely let out
But a day like this…..
Oh watch out world, I could squeeze you too hard on a day like this
©Winsome Publishing 2010, All rights reserved
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Comments
AUTHORHey Trish, I love coming back to this hub to comment because I get to play the music and remember the day each time. Your mom understood the need for the sublime to lift the day--sounds like you inherited the love for music. I don't listen to opera generally, just wonderful excerpts by the best. I've really enjoyed Pandora where you can type in what song or group you like and they will find more of the same. Thanks for stopping by again. =:)
My mom loved opera and would listen to it often. I could never understand it, but as I've matured, I can see that it is powerful stuff. I have a music channel that is called soundscapes, and although it is not opera, I find it to be a great way to calm myself. Sometimes one needs music such as this, and at other times, just having someone to talk to brings great joy to the day.
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Thank you Trish, this hub is my "flower in winter." I come back and read this while Pavarotti is singing and get a little boost. I agree about the rainy days. We have had many of them lately and today may just be one of those surprise days. I hope you have many of them as well. =:)
Oh, this is lovely. I've had days such as the one you describe, and have also found gray rainy days to hold as much joy and magic. Embracing life and all it has to offer. I have a plaque on my bedroom wall that says God gave us memories so we can gather flowers in the winter. It is so true :)
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Hey Michael, now if I could only bottle it...heh heh
Thank you so much for stopping by for a read and for the kind comments. =:)
Hi Winsome, A really good poem. You caught the feeling of those very positive days where you feel you can accomplish anything.
Michael.
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Funny how that works isn't it--I'm glad you enjoyed both the day and the music JR. I'm finding that this kind of day starts inside in a determination to find all the juice and squeeze it out of the day even if the skies aren't cooperating. They can look like the picture above in the same way that the singer says he'll be home for Christmas if only in his dreams. Maybe all our days will not be merry and bright, but I find if I reach deep into the treasure chest of hope, I always can come up with one more. Sometimes we can even pass it on to our friends. Merry Christmas and may you always have one more merry and bright day when you need it. =:)
I took your advice and came here in search of hope. You do not disappoint Winsome. It's funny that you suggested I play Pavarotti as I read. I had already decided on Nessun Dorma before finding you had already provided it on your page. Your words swell my heart to bursting. Thank you so much for reminding me of days like the ones you describe so perfectly. I truly needed it. Merry Christmas to you and yours my friend. JR
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Thank you Sameerk, that was a great one word comment. =:)
awesome
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Ha ha, I hope so JG. I never paid much attention to the big guy when he was around, but now that he's gone I realize what a gift he was to us. For other articles he may not fit but you need him on this day. Thank you for enjoying my day with me. =:)
I love "bluer than blue" days because they're just as you described...uplifting and invigorating. Instructing readers to cue a video before reading...pure genius! You may have started a trend here on HP (and other places). Good job! Great hub!
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Hey Rebekah, how sweet you are. I'm so glad someone else feels that way about the aria--it seems sometimes there is a battle between forces, not between the light and dark, but between the forces of the ordinary and the extraordinary. On this day the faction of the ordinary and the gray suffered maybe an unrecoverable loss--and the aria nailed the lid on it. =:)
I feel like I have opened another new gift by reading this beautiful hub. ahh, you touch each sense with your writing.. 'Nessun Dorma' has to be one of the most beautiful arias ever written. Sometimes if I play this in my car, I start choking up, it's so intimate.
Your poetic sensibilities are refreshing, pure pleasure.
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Thank you Sunshiney31, I would love to figure out how to bottle that day up so I could pull it out when I'm stuck in line somewhere in a building. My cartooning mind can see it--the ceiling opening up, the clouds coming down, the wind blowing papers everywhere, a rainbow going from corner to corner and from somewhere comes the booming voice of a barrel chested tenor as everyone looks up with their mouths open. =:)
What a grand jesture of wonderful. I love days like these as seldom as they are it makes life worth living. Time worth spending watching for the sun to come out from behind the clouds.Beautiful...
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Aye, would that the whole world would catch it. =:) Ainehannah, thank you so much for visiting this neck of the neighborhub. I feel so privileged to know the warm and wonderful writers in this great community. I'm glad you liked the hub. I love it when the right ions are in the air after a rain and the day tumbles you out of bed and dares you to "Bring it on!" May you have many of them. =:)
Absolutely gorgeous hub. Your imagery is wonderful and the happiness is contagious :o) Fab
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Thank you Micky--I just love it when the much-missed Luciano breaks out into robust tenor (singing who knows what, Nessun Dorma could mean a Japanese/Italian fuel saving hybrid for all I know) =:) Anyway glad you liked it--this makes for a great Earth Day.
Great thoughts with great pics and great music! Thanks Winsome!
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Tony thank you. I woke up to that day and that feeling and I just couldn't express it any other way. Great job on your jazz project.
Cris, I'm so glad you liked it. I hope a day just like it comes your way soon and I hope you have your guitar when it comes. =:)
This got me longing for a surprise day just as you described it in this poem. :D
"Oh watch out world, I could squeeze you too hard on a day like this." I really loved that line!
Thanks for such a joyous, filled up poem. I love it.
Love and peace
Tony
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I'm so glad Lalesu. Give us a few of those days and who knows what we can accomplish. =:)
'You could embrace away the failures of other days...' my favorite of all your beautiful lines, that felt good, Thanks!
Yep, God winked and I smiled real BIG in response. ;)
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What a wonderful day Mekenzie. It sounds perfect. I am always amazed at how many Easter Sundays turn out that way after bad weather--almost like God is winking at us. =:)
I had one of those day on Easter Sunday. The preceeding days had been filled with clouds. But on Easter the Blue Skies overtook the clouds and the SUN burst forth. I was surrounded by family. A day filled with love and laughter. My 17 year old granddaughter curled in my lap holding my hands in hers as she chattered away .. what a rare treat!
A walk later that day under a beautiful blue sky as strong breezes rushed through our hair and delighted our senses. A perfect day I will remember forever! Beautiful Poetry Winsome!
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What a lovely way to put it Pink. Thank you so much for your comment.
i have held the hand of this day many times. beautiful....just beautiful
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Thank you Wren, I'm so glad you could join me in my perfect day. =:)
Coffeesnob, you are right, that is the sound that I heard too, I just couldn't remember where it came from--of course, a waterfall. Thank you.
I wasn't having one of those days, but now I am....thanks for taking me to the high mountain peaks- I pretended The applause was a huge water fall cascading down in front of me :-)
How beautiful winsome, I could picture it as I read, I love days like those, when you capture a certain feeling in the air. :)
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You are very kind Alfreta. When it pleases you, it tickles me to death. =:)
See, now that's what I call real poetry. Wish I could write like this. Very beautiful.
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Lorie, it is my very great pleasure. There is something beyond superlative about a perfect day. I feel like a wild English garden that is exploding in color and every blossum is blooming and stretching toward the sun.
Gl, I am happy that you are experiencing the same blue sky--it is you know, we are enjoying the same sky on both coasts. How cool huh.
Dr BJ because you played the video, you just made mine! =:)
Thank you all for enjoying this day with me.
Your poem, the blue sky photo, and the Pavarotti aria made my day.
Thank you, Winsome.
We're having just such a day here in Atlanta! Your poem is most fitting!
This hub is such a treat! Winsome, thanks for the joyous reminder of love in, well, everything! :)
By the way, that photo is absolutely stunning!
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Ha Ha, I know--Dohn, when you've seen nothing but gray skies, a day like this knocks it out of the park. I was on the roof yesterday taking 360 degree pictures until the cold and darkness forced me inside. You're welcome, so glad you enjoyed it.
Pollyannalana, thank you for stopping by. =:)
Very nice.
I'm still waiting for this day to arrive :D I really enjoyed this. We do however need to have those cloudy, rainy days so as to appreciate days such as this one! Awesome and thank you.
Dohn
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