Abundant, vibrant, ever-changing
hues. First warm and welcoming,
then desolate, harsh, cold,
blustery, and cruel. Why I wonder?
This dichotomy of death
on a sweltering, hot summer
day as birds sing and
nurture their young is so
Trying, yet failing to fathom
the meaning, I gaze upon the
soft cumulus blanket dancing above
in the bright blue sky.
Why now? Why me?
This irrevocable deed causes
bewilderment. This ultimate verdict
affords no abatement of grief
and suffering. Where do I find
comfort for this sadness? How?
Nature’s lush, ever-changing,
uneven palette of hues mix with
musical notes. Consoling words
of prayer assuage now. Sorrows
disappear with nature’s polyphony.
Some photos courtesy of Sally Dolak and her blog from Costa Rica. Thank you for your inspiring photography.