S.O. [10]

"The sun may always rise with the new morning, yet none of it makes sense until you explain it to me with your eyes."

As you may know, I am not in a relationship right now, with one of the opposite sex mind you, and commenting on this may bite me in the buttocks later on. However I'm going about this in a few different ways.

First of all, have you ever played the trust game? When you close your eyes trusting that the person behind you will catch you? How about when someone is describing something to you, and you try to get a general idea of what the article the person is describing? Gogh once received a letter from a friend that described a rhinoceros. Gogh tried to draw the rhinoceros, however his design did not look anything like what the friend had first described. At least, so was the rumor that my art teacher once told me.
Have you ever asked someone to describe beauty? Or something as beautiful as a sunrise? The sun does rise every day, but with a different sunrise every morning. How could one star so close to us provide us with so many spectacular phenomenons? However, if you were blind, or could not see as far as the sunset on the horizon, how would you ask someone to describe it to you? Colors would become meaningless, and shapes, well everyone has seen a circle on a line. How could you describe the richness of the colors, the palate of colors that God has created across the heavens, the deep silent diminishing rising of the clouds and the twinkling of the late night stars that lightly pepper across the skies? Would there be an explanation? Are you thinking of a sunrise that you had seen once, perhaps when riding the bus and you were caught by surprise in the early hours. Or if you were driving home late one night from a concert and you reached the time of sunrises and stopped the car to revel in the beauty. Could you describe the sunrise that you saw to me? Would you be able to write it on paper, whisper it into your lovers ear, or even remember it years from now?

Another way to look at this is considering how sunrises make us feel. It brings on a new day, light warms the world and all has another chance to breathe. The monsters retreat in the darkness of the shadows, the flowers open and there is a fresh scent, as if the world began anew again in such a short time as a sunrise. I understand it all, as I have seen many sunrises, both with the true horizons at 4 a.m. as the sun peaked over the edge of the great ocean, in the arms of a lover, and waiting for the bus with friends. If I did have a lover though, who wished to describe the beauty of the sunrise to me, before I turned to dust, I would love to hear his voice. During sunrises though, you don't need a voice, all you need is silence and understanding.

Beauty cannot be duplicated, it cannot be surpassed or completely destroyed for its beauty will live on, become more beautiful and capture the hearts of many. Perhaps this is why God provides us with such a event every morning of our lives. He wants to share beauty with the world. Bring me a man who understands this, and I would like to share a sunrise with him.