The Bookish Kind: Christmas Eyes

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Christmas Eyes

This picture takes me back to childhood...when I saw the world with Christmas eyes all year round. Somehow, sadly, as we grow older, we begin to discern things a little differently, losing some of the wonder of childhood with each passing day. Beauty is everywhere, waiting for Christmas eyes to gaze upon it. Embrace it, for it was made for you.

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Alpha OtterDecember 23, 2009 at 10:39 AM
Amen to that! We become so used to the miracles happening around us all of the time, that they are no longer miracles, but "just the way things are" or "just another day" or "the same ol' same ol'."
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WebmasterDecember 23, 2009 at 11:08 AM
So true!
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Joy

I will never tire of the wind,
be it a cold winter blast
that takes me off guard
with it's bitterness,
or an exhilarating spring or
fall tempest that sweeps me away.
I get caught up in it every time,
...it's as if the wind is calling
my name to come out and play.
The trees become my cohorts,
...those gentle giants that sway
back and forth with delight,
as they gracefully bend to and
fro - they get caught up every time,
too, and are surely clapping their
hands in mirth.
In these moments, I am a
beautiful bird who was made for nothing more than ascending
to the heights where the currents await me. Joy.

For the beauty of the earth