Friday, December 31, 2010
Getting Older
One thing about getting older
is that there are less new things to experience.
Yes, somethings appear to be new or different
but it really is really not.
They are just a new and different rendition
of something that we have experienced
over and over again.
I have lived here for forty years
and I still marvel at the beautiful mountains
each and every day.
When I stop and spend time with the views
I know that the mountains
have been here
for thousands of years
but each day they seem new and different.
It might be the lighting from the sun or the moon.
It might be the amount of snow on the peaks
or sometimes the lack of snow on the peaks.
On very cold days
when the sun is the most brilliant on the snow
I enjoy watching the high winds
blow the snow off of the tops of mountains
creating beautiful contrails in the sky.
I think that I dwell in nature at times
but I do have one major exception
to seeing the same things over and over again.
When I have the honor and the privilege
to see a brand new baby
I know that I am seeing
something new for the very first time.
Perfection that has yet to be hurt
or destroyed by man.
Something that is so simple
and so beautiful
that we all want to hold it,
to cherish it,
to love it
and to protect it
for as long as we can.
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