Beautiful Words Carry Inspiring Images

What makes us inspired?  Kind words to the wounded or even the discouraged in the face of being let down by some broken promise (whether or not intended).

We seem to hunger for truth and beauty. We are attracted by beautiful flowers in someone’s yard. Someone special told me that beauty is the expression of design and control. A rose, for instance, can lose its beauty by losing molecular control. This can be caused by accidental use of herbicide instead of insecticide spray. In this case, the design is altered by loss of control and the flower wilts.

What about our sense of well being? If our experience is flooded with hints of disrespect or even rejection by the usual critical remarks of society, we may feel disappointed or even rejected. Currently, Australians are seeing programs ABC-TV entitled “Mental As” in the hope that the mainstream of viewers will be more understanding of people’s depression or other diagnoses. But, friends of mine see this as having a condemning effect. These friends may have an affliction or just know someone else who has one. I submit that “Mental As” is engendering more disappointment all around.

I suggest that, for the afflicted or those sympathetic ones , the real medicine is a large dose of beauty. What comes to mind, are words such as John Denver’s “Annie’s Song:”

You fill up my senses like a night in the forest,
like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain,
like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean.
You fill up my senses, come fill me again.

Come let me love you, let me give my life to you,
let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms,
let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you.
Come let me love you, come love me again.

You fill up my senses like a night in the forest,
like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain,
like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean.
You fill up my senses, come fill me again.

If this doesn’t fill the bill, how about Denver’s Rocky Mountain High?

He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Coming home to a place he’d never been before
He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again
You might say he found a key for every door

When he first came to the mountains his life was far away
On the road and hanging by a song
But the string’s already broken and he doesn’t really care
It keeps changing fast and it don’t last for long

But the Colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it raining fire in the sky
The shadow from the starlight is softer than a lullaby
Rocky mountain high

He climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds below
He saw everything as far as you can see
And they say that he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun
And he lost a friend but kept his memory

Now he walks in quiet solitude the forest and the streams
Seeking grace in every step he takes
His sight has turned inside himself to try and understand
The serenity of a clear blue mountain lake

And the Colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it raining fire in the sky
You can talk to God and listen to the casual reply
Rocky mountain high

Now his life is full of wonder but his heart still knows some fear
Of a simple thing he cannot comprehend
Why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more
More people, more scars upon the land

And the Colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it raining fire in the sky
I know he’d be a poorer man if he never saw an eagle fly
Rocky mountain high

It’s Colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it raining fire in the sky
Friends around the campfire and everybody’s high
Rocky mountain high

Please keep on being inspiring or learning if you are here for that. Previous posts each take a different perspective and we can all be inspiring in an uninspiring society.

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