This morning i decided to wake up a little early to see the sunrise in tunisia(in the summer it rises at around 4.30 am). And as i sat in the garden watching the sight of the sun over the sea nearly did bring tears to my eyes lol(i can be emotional my knees go wobbly at the sight of a beautiful painting hehehe). It was one of the few moments were i decided not to think but to thoughroughly feel and what i felt was the warm sensation of sunlight rays on my face, the sweet smell of the minlging of dew on the jasmines that grow there, and what i saw was the infusion and blending of colours across the sky, of indigoes and oranges and i could have stayed there watching for hours but i didnt.
But every time i decide to take time and freeze the world around i realize thongs that are usually invisible to me when i move on with my life. Like the musty sweet smell of the ground just before it rains, the crystal shapes the rain makes when the fall on leaves, the feel of a cold cool wind caressing your face and the texture of the blades of grass on the ground.
These little things that are around us do become invisible when we become occupied but always reappear when we stop…and i think the human race would die if it didn’t have something so naturally beautiful to return to…
I probably sound horrificly hippy but i just can’t imagine living without those things always there,where i know i can always come back…
So this is a song which perfectly explains how i feel…Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield
