The beautiful early autumn mornings as winter draws nearer and nearer are filled with the crisp cold fresh air and the sounds of the sombre beautiful bird songs which echo through time. Nature settles down for winter and prepares for the oncoming Frost.
The days are short and sweet and the night is long and romantic. The coseyness of the orange glow of firelight and the low moon lighting up the skies as old man moon glows upon the world. Soon his glow shall sparkle on the frosty fields and trees.
How I adore the trees covered with snow, How I embrace the fields of white as I pass through the countryside. The closed gate of a farmers field and beyond the fence is natures most dangerous friend of snow glowing white in the cold night.
The cold brings a magic wind and memories of childhood. I remember gazing out of my window as a boy watching the snow. Hoping it will snow upon snow upon snow. I remember the magic of peeping out the window just for a glimpse of father Christmas. The magic of Father Christmas comes from within the faith he installs within us all.
Nothing in life is joyless. When you experience your last few breaths of life you realize everything in life was beautiful says the spirits. The whisper amongst the trees is life is beautiful and ancient and majestic.
There is no greater liberator of the mind and soul for gratitude. We arrived here in this world after our journey against millions of other sperm cells to our mothers womb. We are special, unique and the chosen ones – the ones who was blessed to see life and beauty and knowledge and wisdom through the short spell of beautiful life we travel through. Life was an advanced intelligence even before birth.
Life is a mystery, a gift and a goddess. Life is a beautiful creation. Those who say life is an accident need to look at the miracles which exist within their children’s eyes.
Through the cold fresh winter morning streets is kindness, compassion and humanity through out the people. There is kindred dreams and wishes through out the people of humanity. There is a world we share together in this time of which we must leave a beautiful world of peace, acceptance and kindness for our children to grow strong and stable and happy.
There is nothing more cruel, calm and deceptive than early cold winter mornings in nature, but nature gives us truths and the truth is the cruel cold winter brings a warmth from people and a togetherness and an atmosphere. It brings romance and golden times and memories. It gives us uncertainty and the reminder of the love we have for others who face the cruelty and danger of winter as they set off into the colds and the snows.
I love the feeling of covering my mouth and nose with a scarf which also covers my neck as I brave the cold and it keeps me warm and I can feel my warm breath.
Beautiful life is the most precious and beautiful of all gifts. There is beauty within everything. There is beauty from sunrise to sunset. From person to person. From conception to death.
I dont know exactly how many Summers and Winters I have left, but I must enjoy them all, I must respect the blessing I was given and face the danger and romance of life head on and go into the storms and the snowstorms happy and free of mind and soul because – Within everything – is beautiful life