Walking hurriedly through the city square, I skirted the narrow walkway dodging the pedestrians while simultaneously glimpsing the diversity of their facial expressions, something which never ceases to amaze me. The smell of cigarettes and croissants, mingled with the aroma of coffee and sound of traffic as the city stirred from its slumber. I glanced up in the sky, noticing the soft radiant aura of sunrise and hastened quickly down the road, looking quickly left and right before madly dashing across the main thoroughfare. Suddenly, I found myself standing by a riverbank looking beyond a river of blue, fast flowing water towards the old city. The transition was amazing. As the suns rays cast forth their gentle light permeating the morning mist heralding sunrise, a myriad of vibrant colours illuminated the distant shoreline. Archaic buildings, resplendent with beautiful facades simplistically but elegantly ordained, created a truly picturesque scene, manifesting the creative splendour of the Renaissance.
From afar, I looked out yonder beyond the vast expanse of water towards the classical building guarding the entrance to the old city along the river bank. Illuminated by the golden glow of street lamps, a warm light reflected in the calm but steady flow of the river. The whirling of the wind intermingled with the gentle sound of waters flowing. As the cool wind played about me, my thoughts drifted from the nearby bridge towards the old city with its magnificent blend of medieval and renaissance architecture, unlike anything that I had previously experienced. It seemed that the for a moment in time, I was plunged back into an era that somehow I deeply yearned for. For long moments I stared out from the river bank, silent, a lone silhouette in the stillness of the night. Deep in reverie, my thoughts were entranced and calmed by the beautiful golden glow on the mysterious waters.
Alone, perched upon a rock I lay still. The serenity that filled my mind soothed my thoughts, easing the burdens of life that occasionally threaten to engulf one. Surrounded by beauty of such magnificence, I became aware of my own insignificance, a lone figure, standing at the edge of the world looking out towards vast Heaven and Earth. In silence, permeated by the gentle winds and sound of water breaking I lay still in contemplation. As the sun waned, its glory shone ever so brightly, casting forth its magnificent rays, illuminating and penetrating the depths of my heart. I dared to pause and glimpse the immense beauty of Creation, a gift so beautiful that my soul stirred with immense joy, rejoicing in His presence.
“The heavens declare the glory of God;
And the firmament shows His handiwork.”
My footprints stood out starkly against the fine grains of yellow sand that lined the shore. Walking in silence, I paused by a group of red earthen coloured rocks spread out across the water, and looked out towards the horizon. The sound of a lone seagull drifting upon the gentle wind caressing my face, mingled with the waves surging and breaking against the rocks, were my lone companions. Climbing a boulder I steadied myself and looked afar in awe. A mosaic of pure beauty, both serene and mysterious was everywhere to behold. The brilliance of the sun’s rays burst from Heaven, casting its rays upon the Earth, illuminating it with a gentle radiance. For long moments I stood upon that boulder, a lone figure still and silent. It was as if I wanted to capture the experience of this moment for all time and engrave it within the depths of my heart.
I paused, perched high on top a lone boulder by the shore, fearless, oblivious to the waves which menacingly splashed around me. It was if a sea of white foam coursed all around, engulfing everything in its path and then retreating albeit hesitantly into the depths of the Ocean. Looking afar, a series of enormous cliffs rose defiantly from a narrow isthmus projecting into the deep blue sea. Proud they stood, mystical rock formations beautifully cast against the brilliant blue clouds that were strewn across Heaven itself. The winds danced wildly amidst the boulders rising occasionally into a crescendo at once in harmony with the sound of waves splashing around me. There are moments of sheer beauty when one must pause and be silent, for only in silence can one even dare to contemplate true beauty. A silence which commands our every sense and manifests the magnificence of Creation in all its splendour. I sat in silence for long moments; deep from within my mind, heart and soul resonated the words… “Be still, and know that I am God” (Psalm 46:10).
Walking along the sand dunes, I was met with the full fury of the elements as wave upon wave of sand and salt water sprayed against my body. The fury of the wind mingled with the crashing of waves along the seashore rose to a deafening pitch. I pondered what lay ahead, tired, slightly dismayed yet full of resolute determination and sense of adventure. After walking for what seemed a long time, I suddenly stopped. Looking behind me I surveyed the lone footprints that marked my journey along the coast. Eventually gathering my thoughts I continued walking along the sand dunes, before climbing up a steep cliff face. My pace quickened as I sighted a distant narrow path. Bracing myself against the various rocks, I climbed down urgently as the fading light heralded sunset. As I looked up, excitement gripped my heart and I paused in awe and wonder. The suns rays illuminated an angelic tapestry of cloud that cast its heavenly soft glow over an archaic formation of red rocks dominating the shoreline.