Oh What A Beautiful Morning

I walked out my front door this morning, all in a hurry! I was running behind! Being of a type A personality, I relish in being on time to anything and everything, often causing myself great (and unnecessary) stress and consternation. With calendar, full purse, and coffee in hand, I started my quick trudge to work. Suddenly, I realized how beautiful the morning was. Still. Peaceful. Sunny. Clear. A few clouds, but mainly of the fluffy sort. There was no wind. Just a still quietness greeted me.

It reminded me of a Grieg Orchestral Suite that I recently heard, in which the composer greatly longs for spring. I found it this morning.

I slowed my trudge to a gentle pace, enjoying each moment of fresh air and bright ray of sunshine. The music of the earth filled my mind with notes. I could hear Richard Strauss' "Morgen" climbing high in the sky with the sun.

What beautiful imagery the world gives us for our musical companion of Song, if we would just take the time to relax in it and acknowledge it and enjoy it!