Can you tiptoe through the sand, feeling it slide away from your foot, with no sound but the quiet breathing of camel and humans as they traverse this magical landscape.
The sky ablaze in gold.
The sand sparkling in diamond cut brilliance.
Reach forth and touch the one who made this.
Be still, and hear the breath of God.
Let the tear that involuntarily falls sweeten the sand, knowing that the salt that kisses the grains of sand may not be touched by another life for a thousand years.
The journey is at hand.
We step forth into the unknown.
Loving the universe.
Love God who made this possible.
Seek the sublime in each moment, reach for heaven.
Beauty is soft and gentle, raging in wildness, harsh in violent yearning to be.
It is no less itself because unseen. It becomes for its own desire to be.
We peek as intruder upon such a scene, and are blessed in the glow of transcendent time.
Eyes have not seen the wonder that is God.
The amazing thing about life is that it always seems to find a way.
It is a lesson for all of us.
And we too can find a way through any adversity. Because life is not meant to be fair. It has nothing to do with fairness. It has to do with learning lessons, and when we don’t learn them easily, they get harder until we do. And learning one makes us perhaps little better to learn the next. The journey is really an adventure. Be life. LIVE.