flight of the butterfly, rising free
Glorious heavenly Father,
Flood me with your light
So that I might be
A kind and loving beacon
A walk on the beach
The sun setting over the tall buildings
They enjoyed the sounds of the waves
The colors of the darkening winter sky
Ambient sounds
Of a life lived in small moments
Alive today
In contentment
Random sights
Of a walker on the path
Enjoying today
Flourishing
Pleasing perceptions
Creating wondrous mysteries to experience
Flying again
Riding the rising winds’ tides
Rehoboth Beach Library Free Write
(Rehoboth Beach Writers' Guild)