a wee iota of the Universe

A day of cleaning and clearing the flat.

I went out this morning and was absolutely soaked by a sudden downpour. There was bright sunshine and heavy rain happening at the very same time. And there was light. Glorious light as the dramatic clouds danced with the bright sun trying to beam through. A dance that would make moments like this.

Sometimes you just have to look and wonder. That the Universe has produced an entity as ourselves that can think about the very thing that created it. An entity that can look and record and feel the dance of light and shade, life and death, one moment then the next. An entity that can capture and recognise such sublime beauty in this wee iota of the Universe and wants to share it with others. That wants such a communion.