Normally I find the seagull uninteresting and at times, annoying. However, I found grace and beauty with this particular encounter
Renewing a consciousness deafened by din
Sounds of a whippoorwill song on a warm spring or summer night is so comforting and peaceful to me
Delicately touching its splendor to bathe in reflective pearls of quenching dew
It wasn’t that long ago I was wiping sticky fingers off my truck windows and crumbs from the back seat. Now I find myself cleaning dog drool and sand from all windows and surfaces. Times have changed but the chores have not.
Like a dream, she walked from the water and sat down beside me. No words were spoken. Only a single tear and the haunt in her eyes told me all I needed to know.
Its a strange mix of emotions that stir inside of me when I walk alone listening to laughter that still lingers in the blowing reeds and lapping waves.
Today it was 60 and sunny with no chill factor unless you put ice in your tea.
Today for the first time since this journey began, I was shown our bitter sweet reality in the most beautiful and gentle way
Giving birth to what never fully died