You Can Touch Perfection

I always turn to the person next to me and say, "Look at the sky". They look up for a second and then the look in their eyes tells me, "Yes, smart one, if you look up you can see the sky..." There's just something about the colours of nature. They kind of fill my soul and I just can't get enough of it. They're so...so...genuine. I can analyse a peice of grass and people think I'm a nutcase.

This picture that you see is from a national park called Killarney, just a little peice of heaven that I had the chance to experience. Nature's true beauty filled with luscious greenary and gatorade blue waters (acid lakes). Six days with two changes of clothing...I did bring six pairs of underwear though (that, I was willing to carry). No toilet, No hairbrush...No soap. I survived, and it was all worthwhile (including the shower I took when I got back).

Look at the sky. "No one person controls those colours. No one person created them, or could ever change them." And that is something that each and every one of us should appreciate. The yellow and orange that greet us each morning and the purple and red that put us to bed.

We state that nothing is perfect. We never seem to notice that there is perfection shining all around us. Stars shimmering across a black canvas sky. A scarlet red rose peeking through the garden gate. Perfection is so close to us that we can see it. We can even touch it, feel it.

So see it, touch it, feel it, and you'll know..............it's there.