Unable to see it directly As I drive toward the east Only a quick glance In the rearview Assures its Appearance Eyes back on the road Lavenders And pinks Soon fill the sky In my periphery Both to the north And to the south Gradually blending With the darkening Indigo up ahead Although unable To see it directly For a few moments Sunset surrounds me Sharing its splendor Carrying me Into the night Leaving me ready For peaceful rest
Our Sunday evening Chinese take-out was more yummy than usual. Although the day started on the dreary side, the sun came out this afternoon. Only a few clouds and the early evening temperature was perfect.
So, what does that have to do with the take-out? Well, we decided to eat dinner outside on the deck. The fresh air felt so good. And while we ate, my feet were soaking up the sunshine. The combination helped ease the tensions of the day.
Once we were done eating, my family went back inside. I decided to linger awhile. Moving to another chair, I turned directly toward the sun. Head back, eyes closed, sweet warmth covered my face.
Those few moments alone in the sun were just what I needed. Soon, the sunshine was hidden by the clouds, so I went inside. My daughter asked if I’d like to go for a walk. Off we went.
As we walked through the neighborhood, we noticed birds singing. Ducks were swimming in a pond, and there was even a turtle sticking its head out of the water. There was a family playing frisbee. Neighbors waved from their front porches.
We rounded a corner, and guess what I felt on my face once again? That warm sunshine. And now it was beginning to set. Not only providing warmth but also beauty.
Back home, it was time for reflection. These are unsettling days. Keeping our distance, missing my friends, missing my co-workers and students. Wanting answers to questions. Wondering how long this will last. And on and on and on.
Sometimes, the simplest things make the biggest difference. Take-out on the deck. Sunshine on my face. A walk with my daughter. Food, sun, and family-It is amazing the power of a little warmth.
Oh, I almost forgot. And music-music helps, too. 😉
Won’t you look down upon me, Jesus You’ve got to help me make a stand You’ve just got to see me through another day My body’s aching and my time is at hand And I won’t make it any other way—James Taylor
So much is happening during a sunset. Colors mixing, clouds moving, the earth spinning. We see the amazing results, but not each individual change as it happens. Red and yellow turning to orange-Blue and red turning to pinkish purple-all while signaling the end of another day.
Each day the sunset is different. So many variables-types of clouds, wind direction, viewing location, etc. The two things that never change-it is beautiful, and it is fleeting. I always wish it would last longer, change more slowly. Instead it reminds me of how fast time is passing.
Recently watching a sunset from the nineteenth floor of a high rise, I could almost feel time moving forward. Those last few moments, right before the sun fades beneath the horizon, there was a split-second sense of how fast this Earth is spinning. And though the sky still glowed an orange hue, the sunset was over.
From this same location, I noticed the sunset’s reflection in an office building across the way. That brought a new perspective. As pretty as the reflection was, it couldn’t compare to the actual sunset. All of the intricate colors were not visible, nor did the reflection show all the changes that were happening. The picture it provided, though pretty, was not complete.
How does this compare to my own reflection? My only guide for checking my appearnce, yet I am so much more than that sometimes blurry image. And many things have the power to affect the way I view that person in the mirror. Lack of sleep, difficult day, feeling low-all impact how I see myself on any given day.
The next time I feel unsure when looking in the mirror, thinking the image is in some way lacking, I plan to remember that sunset. I must acknowledge that who I am is complicated, full of thoughts and ideas, changing all the time. And just like the sunset, I am so much more than my reflection.