Ache
The first thought, of course, is pain. A toothache. A sore muscle.
Or, emotional pain. Loneliness. Disappointment. Discouragement.
But, I think, too, there is an ache as we see something beautiful. The sunset stops us in our tracks and we look, in awe, pausing in our busy steps to gaze at the sky. Spectacularity. Something hilarious becomes hilarity, right? So, something spectacular can have spectacularity. The water, cascading down the cliff in a thundering waterfall. The tree, the trunk so big you can't begin to reach around it, as you tilt back your head and look way, way up toward the tip, high above you. The stars, on a crystal clear, crisp cold night, alive and bright in the sky. The ocean waves crashing against the rocks, the spray arching into the sky. The bird, soaring, drifting. floating high above the earth.
All of these create in me a deep ache, a quiet of beauty.
Ooops, time's up.
The ache of beauty. That's one that didn't come to my mind. Great concept! (Stopping over from Lisa-Jo's)
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