This is the view that greeted my sleepy self this morning as I dragged myself to work at quarter past seven this morning. I took a picture with my camera phone and posted it onto my Facebook page. It was soon followed by a comment from an old Church acquaintance –
“I’ve just been sitting, watching this fade away. Beautiful! x”
It made me think – I never stopped to enjoy it even though I took the picture!
Instead – I just shuffled my way to the Tube station – sat on the Tube from East London to Hounslow and sat in a three hour meeting, completing missing natures gift. It seems wasteful, especially in the light of the constant horror that is parts of our world now.
It reminded me of the poem, Leisure by William Henry Davies.
William Henry Davies
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.