Reflection, a Blue Sky Thanksgviving

If I could reflect back every blue sky that every someone has given me, I’d be priceless. I’d be a crystal lake that’s a mirror of the good things in humanity. I’d be a liquid filled with gratitude and compassion. I’d go deep with forgiveness and a lasting sense of faith in people.

I have faith in you always.

If I could reflect the joy that has come to me, I’d be one shining, peaceful oasis in a noisy cluttered world. I’d be offer anyone, everyone a place of safety, solace, silence, some little bit of certainty that God is in his heaven and the angels still watch over us.

Angels are everywhere. They are watching really.

If I could reflect, project my feelings to those I love, using words I care about. I would tell them of their genius, of their mighty uniqueness. I would write their essence into history. They would live forever.

Your mark is on the universe. Your love has left its mark on me.

That’s the size and depth of my gratitude. That’s the fuel that fires my soul.

That’s my reflection, a blue sky thanksgiving for the people in my life.

−me strauss Letting me be

Particularly Glad

He always thought that only mountains could be beautiful. I heard him proclaim it. Yes, proclaim is exactly what he did when he spoke of them. He found his own thoughts worthy of public decree. He’d announce that flat lands had their use, but then ask what possible beauty could a man proud as he ever find in a place with flat air?

No matter the metaphor I couldn’t convey the lovely feeling and the wide open space of the grassland without trees only blue skies above it. The green is so green and blue so blue, that the clouds must show off for fear of being thought to be boring.

So today as I lay back in the grass that is wide as the world, I watch the cloud ballet and think of the adventures, of the characters we might have invented had we lived here when we were children.

I laze on the grass, enjoying, breathing in every minute. I drink the gratitude for a world that is like this. I’m particularly glad I had the good sense to quit dating that proclaiming brat before college was over.

−me strauss Letting me be