Who can bemoan Nat King Cole's immortal singing! His deep spoken voice resonates in the very soul of my mind, reminding me that regardless of the holiday you celebrate, when the rains fall hard on the earth's surface, it is mother nature's way of bringing new life into the world. We need water to survive. Certainly water is one of the elements that perplexes NASA engineers in their attempt to sustain life on other heavenly bodies. Talking about heavenly bodies, isn't it comforting to be wrapped in a lightweight fleece blanket, all snuggly on your living room sofa, all the lights out, with the shades rolled up. Catching the reflection of a palm frond listing in the 25 knot winds outside your window, while the pouring rain spatters on a concrete deck.
Puddles of water form in the corners where the outer walls of the house meet the garden, and the wind blows a melodious sound as the chimes resonate a soft refrain. There is much to be thankful for at this time of year. Whether you will be surrounded by loved ones, alone on an island or way out at sea, or maybe even in a nursing home. It matters not where your heart is. Rather, it matters that you are a part of this Wonderful World.
I see trees of green, red roses, too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, What a Wonderful World.
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself What a Wonderful World
The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, saying How do you do?
They are really saying, "I love you."
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow.
They will learn much more, than I'll ever know.
And I think to myself, What a wonderful world.
Yeh, I think to myself, What a wonderful world.