A thing of beauty is a joy forever
A thing of beauty is a joy forever…..I can vouch for that definitely….. the inexplicable joy that u experience when u discover beauty ..in any form …something that can never be lost…its all yours ….well yes…its good to be possessive sometimes! No one can snatch this away from you………….
That moment when the 8000 feet deep grand canyon looms in front of you in subtle shades of red,yellow and brown….the sanguine sunset scene thanks to the iron that is so abundant in the canyon rocks….and the few priceless moments when you can actually hear the river Colorado gurgling down there….as if it were chagrined at the noise the stupid little homo sapiens were making after trespassing into forbidden lands….
More recently, it has been the breathtaking scenery at the foot of the Appalachian mountains in Alabama. One of the mountains itself is appropriately named “ The lookout mountain” and the view is a phantasm all along the trail….on one side there is the lake…so placid and still.On the other side, one marvel’s at the deep gorge and the water gushing and pulling along with it, anything that is in its way; with a ruthless velocity that it has acquired thanks to its kinetic energy after the cascading fall. Tranquility juxtaposed with tempestuousness.
With a burst of enthusiasm and a childish urge to break the rules, you go over the railing and get as close as you dare…..the water sprays on your face….just like the little sprinklers back home…..eyes closed and its as if ur cleansing your mind, body and soul….washing away all the dirt and muck that has covered you from head to toe and hidden you….when inhibitions are lost….u break out free at last….with tears of joy…of contentment…..rejuvinating yourself with the energy and freshness that circumscribes you….invigorating urself…all ready to face the shit and the despair once again….moments of ecstatic pleasure….rare times, when the randomness that is within you can be defined as just a delta quantity….and as always thou shall not take pity that I was alone…hell no!!! There is nothing called loneliness if you make solitude your companion.
That moment when the 8000 feet deep grand canyon looms in front of you in subtle shades of red,yellow and brown….the sanguine sunset scene thanks to the iron that is so abundant in the canyon rocks….and the few priceless moments when you can actually hear the river Colorado gurgling down there….as if it were chagrined at the noise the stupid little homo sapiens were making after trespassing into forbidden lands….
More recently, it has been the breathtaking scenery at the foot of the Appalachian mountains in Alabama. One of the mountains itself is appropriately named “ The lookout mountain” and the view is a phantasm all along the trail….on one side there is the lake…so placid and still.On the other side, one marvel’s at the deep gorge and the water gushing and pulling along with it, anything that is in its way; with a ruthless velocity that it has acquired thanks to its kinetic energy after the cascading fall. Tranquility juxtaposed with tempestuousness.
With a burst of enthusiasm and a childish urge to break the rules, you go over the railing and get as close as you dare…..the water sprays on your face….just like the little sprinklers back home…..eyes closed and its as if ur cleansing your mind, body and soul….washing away all the dirt and muck that has covered you from head to toe and hidden you….when inhibitions are lost….u break out free at last….with tears of joy…of contentment…..rejuvinating yourself with the energy and freshness that circumscribes you….invigorating urself…all ready to face the shit and the despair once again….moments of ecstatic pleasure….rare times, when the randomness that is within you can be defined as just a delta quantity….and as always thou shall not take pity that I was alone…hell no!!! There is nothing called loneliness if you make solitude your companion.
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