zen

it has been a very beautiful day which turned into an extremely beautiful night. it's one of those day/nights that only happen once in every two blue moons. the humidity which usually runs about 90% this time of year was nonexistant today and the highs, usually in the 90s, barely touched 80.

so, for my zen moment:
i was returning home from the library (where, unfortunately, the two books i wanted were not only checked out, but both had mega-quadruple holds on them). the drive between my library and my apartment involves rolling hills sprinkled with horses, and tonight the sun was setting as i made it. and then on the radio came james taylor's 'fire and rain.'

i looked out the window as he sang 'i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end ...' i think my moments of zen are God's way of reminding me He's paying attention.