This morning I sat down to breakfast.
Suddenly the room brightened and my eyes were drawn to the kitchen window.
Sunshine streamed through blinds casting shadows,
no...light through shadows,
that brightened cabinets and walls with its design of diagonals.
Surely there was more of this "simple beauty" throughout the house.
And there was:
...across the drawers of a chest
...illuminating closet doors
...resting on a bed quilt
as quickly as it had brightened to a blazing contrast of light and shadow,
Outside, a haze of clouds slowly crossed the sun, stealing the magic.
Often natural beauty is fleeting,
but the joy,
the lift of spirit,
the childlike smile it brings,
commits itself to memory.
Like the song that plays on the radio and takes you back to the exact moment your first heard it floating through an open dorm room in college.
Or the Cardinal on your fence that takes you back to a childhood nature walk when your father said it was your state bird.
Funny thing is, you never know when or what will trigger this new memory in the years to come.
You only know that, right now, it has changed your mood and insight for just a little while.