Hidden away in the woods, we find a small area of water, enclosed by the first flowering of spring growth in the surrounding trees.
We might have passed by, but then we notice three nymphs dancing by the pool.
As we stop to admire the art work, we are entranced by the vibrancy of the colors, the reflections in the pool, and the evidence of new life all around.
We recall the story of Hylas, charmed by the beauty of the Nymph, and never seen again, as he searched the woods for his lost love.
Beauty is all around us; sometimes it is easy to see, as in this woodland idyll. But sometimes we have to search for the beauty that we know is there, and sometimes just to search is enough.
An early morning hike in early spring takes us up the bluffs above the mighty Mississippi, and we emerge into the quiet of the early dawn.
We stop to catch our breath, and notice that we have emerged by the Interstate Bridge, now quiet in the early morning.
The trees have yet to come into leaf, and there seems to be nothing but grey and brown hues going into the far horizon; we appear to be alone in this nearly monotone landscape.
But then we spot something; there is one tiny spot of color.
There on a branch close by, watching the same view as we are, is one single cardinal bird, its bright red plumage standing out against the monotonous colors all around.
One insignificant bird, and yet it lights up the scene and makes a point of focus for us.
Today, maybe we can be a point of color in someone else’s life. Even if we feel tiny and insignificant, we can stand out in our own individual way.
The Mississippi River has many faces.
Our walk along the shoreline takes us really close to the water’s edge, and from here we can see nothing but calm water, reflecting the blue sky.
The river and the sky meet in a shoreline of sand and trees, and we are not really sure where the river is flowing, both banks seem to be the same.
As we stand and observe, we are aware of an intense peace, the only sound we hear being a slight gurgle from as the water passes over the stones at our feet.
We are warmed by the sun behind our back, and cooled by the water in front – we are at peace.
As we walk through the early morning countryside we see a magnificent tree, full of blossom. So full of Springtime is it, that it almost obscures the quiet church building in whose courtyard it grows.
It reminds us that life goes on, sometimes with a spectacular show, but sometimes quietly, slowly. This tree has seen many seasons, many springtimes and many snowfalls. But is it thriving through them all, welcoming the seasons in their turn, just as we must welcome all the seasons in our life.
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