what a wonderful world

In the wake of yet another unspeakably violent attack on humanity, I found myself bracing for the inevitable aftershocks of helplessness and despair. The wringing of the hands. The questions with no answers. The feeling that life as we know it is circling the drain, about to be washed away.

And then I remembered…

…the other world we live in.

A world where goodness and happiness abounds. Where mommies and daddies love and nurture their young. Where children laugh and play and eat pbj’s and run and build forts and pick raspberries and know nothing of the evil lurking in dark places. The same week some monster drove a truck through a crowd, we were celebrating family. Living, laughing, loving together. This too is our world. It is easy to forget, or take for granted, or lose perspective, but for every act of violence, there are, I suspect, thousands of beautiful moments that go unnoticed. It is when we open our eyes that we see light instead of darkness.

As I reviewed the photos on my laptop, moved with emotion and gratitude, I found myself humming the refrain to Louis Armstrong’s What A Wonderful World. And as the verses echoed through my mind, I remembered the time frame in which that song was released – during the racially charged, assassination weary, Vietnam war era 60’s. And yet there was Louis Armstrong singing these beautiful words.

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’re really saying I love you.

I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.

– Bob Thiele, George David Weiss

What was written as an anecdote for those times, remains a potent elixir for our day. And any one of us could add new lyrics to this sweet tasting remedy, reflecting our own unique line of sight – the beauty within the boundaries of our lives.

I need not venture beyond my own backyard.

I see children playing, I see them run.
Laughing and giggling and just having fun
and I think to myself what a wonderful world.

Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.

 

 

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3 thoughts on “what a wonderful world

  1. Touching my heart yet again.

    I see my dear sweet child
    Raising her own and I think to myself
    What a wonderful world

    I see longtime friends, ladies with laugh lines
    Sitting at lunch, sharing their lives and I think to myself what a wonderful world.

    So glad to be sharing whatever time I can with you.

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  2. Thank you Susan. I just love your writing and this blog!
    In a world where can be we so consumed with worry about the “state of things” in our world, we need to be reminded to not be dragged away with the darkness. Just looking at your pictures and reading your words (and Louis’!) pulls me back to the light, the good, the beautiful. Whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable–if anything is excellent or praiseworthy–think about such things. Phil 4:8

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  3. How wonderful – to read this first thing today has changed all things around me for the better…looking forward now with new hope and a warm, joyful feeling.Thank you!!! ❤

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