Magic
I have often dreamed of such things as magic and mystery, enchantment and beauty. I very well may have spent a lifetime searching for what I believed they were if it hadn't been for an unexpected influence.
"It is magic for the sun to rise, warm your face, and set, and for the seasons to change the face of the earth. It is mysterious to gaze into an endless night sky that glistens with millions of stars. Forests with trees and brooks, fields with flowers and fauna, mountains with sky-lines and waterfalls, and oceans with magnificent creatures and crystal-like reflections - all hold within them an enchantment. While, to their all-powerful Creator, are nothing compared to the beauty of a human smile."
From the smallest flower to the largest mountain, creation was a gift of magic for our enjoyment...for our smile.
How often do your surroundings make you smile?
Do you let them?
