It's 2:55am PST and I'm sitting on the 4th floor balcony listening to the ocean song accompanied by rushing waves and, apparently, the moon is completely mesmerized by me. (blushing) I'm listening and listening until I find myself softly singing Fiddler on the Roof's... SunRise. SunSet. SunRise. SunSet. Swiftly flow the days. Seedlings turn overnight to Sunflowers. Blossoming even as we gaze... I learned those lyrics as a 7th grader in the Atlanta Public Schools Honor's Choir... just yesterday. SunRise. SunSet. I've been blessed to see both, within a 3 month timeframe... but what is time? And, I mean, who hasn't seen the SunRise... and the SunSet? But. The symbolism of it all. The dynamics of all that happens in between... so swiftly... right before our eyes... real time...
I'm reminded of how important it is to Stop. Stop long enough to hear, taste, touch, feel... see the SunRise... and fully experience all that occurs in the middle because too soon, it inevitably evolves to SunSet. A Gorgeous SunSet at that.
#SeizingTheMoment
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