Celebrating Things I Cannot See

Wherever I go it's easy to celebrate all the beauty in front of me… the sunsets, the trees, the flowers, the ocean… all those things my eyes can see. But every now and then this impulse surfaces in me… that makes me want to stop and celebrate all the things I cannot see. I cannot see the wind…I can only feel her breeze I cannot see the crickets who serenade me in the morning or the birds singing from the darkness of their trees. I cannot see the aroma of fresh baked cookies, cake or bread. I cannot see how far in life one act of kindness or giving will spread. I cannot see the air I breathe…but I know it's there. I cannot see, unless you show me, just how much you care. I cannot see the music when I hear my favorite song. I cannot see the actual bonds that make a marriage strong. I cannot see your sadness without first seeing your tears… I cannot see your words of love as they travel to my ears. Yes, with my eyes open I am constantly amazed at all the beauty I observe in front of me… but every now and then I like to close my eyes and think about all those things I cannot see.