Sailing 2

Sailing 2

At this point in our lives let us take a moment to contemplate the importance of the absolute simple things we experience and realize their significance…
The feeling we have as we awaken from a good night’s sleep. The smell of coffee brewing in the morning. The quiet time taken to enjoy the first few sips thereof. The pleasure of the company to share those sips with. The nudge of a furry head asking for a little attention. Can you feel it, hear it, smell it?
The senses can let us remember and feel anything we need if we will relax and let them work for us. In that light I offer you this catalyst for your senses:
Its nearing the end of a warm afternoon. You have been walking around an island community of relaxed demeanor. You have enjoyed a good meal and have a glass of red wine in hand and, to finish the day God puts before you a canvas of unparalleled beauty in the form of one of the most common yet always unique phenomena we have ever seen, a sunset.  We marvel at its beauty, its individual characteristics, its simplicity and yet we never, ever tire of stopping what we are doing to watch them. We paint them, photograph them, write poems of them and continue to strive to see just one more of them. This is one cliché of which we never tire and rightly so…  And, every so often a new element is added to this calming work of art; a phantom sun, a miraculous cloud pattern or a rainbow.
So, I give you an image to ponder, a thought upon which to dwell for a few moments.  At this point in your afternoon, you have set sail into the evening breeze and pointed your bow to the west. The water gently laps at the side of your vessel as you ease into the channel and work your way to open water. You see what everyone else sees, a beautiful sunset and then, as you look away for just a second a bit of color catches your eye and you see it. It is a fleeting rainbow, there for just a moment as the sunlight reflects off of some nearby high clouds. Then, for just that moment you no longer hear the water or feel the wind, you just see the faint color at this brief point in time that will never occur again in just this way; you, here, now…
Moments, they are all we have…