Wake up. Feast on your favorite breakfast like the robin. Like the rabbits, with their ears poking up from the grass playing mindlessly, can we keep a sense of fun? The city scape is behind me. But I will soon be walking into it.
Rolling laps of sun-streaked water foretell of a warm summer day. At last. Moody gray sky is painted in blue.
Feathers lay scattered across the sand. One is magical but these lie in patches, wet weighted and sand-crusted. Even seagulls battle.
Survival. Endurance. Perseverance. Surrender. Abundance. Seagull dips his head to climb against the wind.
The water is glass smooth. There is no wind today. Seagulls soar in lyrical phrases pointing the eye upward.
Prepare to conquer. His face shines on you. When necessary, tuck your chin against the wind and rise.
I love the words and creativity here.
Wonderful thoughts and meditation for the day, dear Deb! And what a beautiful setting in which to begin your day! I love your description of keeping the playful/fun in our lives like the rabbits! And your final statement, “When necessary, tuck your chin against the wind and rise,” is truly profound! <3 <3
Lynn, your time in reading and thoughtfulness in responding to my posts are an incredible encouragement. You are truly a gem and at one point kept me writing. Every writer should be so blessed to have a Lynn in their corner. Thank you. Love you.
“When necessary, tuck your chin against the wind and rise.”
All gem, and shining.
Ha! Your words describe you Sarah! D
Thanks for the encouraging word.
Thank you, Andrew. Love your work. Means a lot.
“Seagulls soar in lyrical phrases …” Pure poetry. Wonderful! Thank you, dear Deb.
Thank you, Sandra!
You’re so welcome, Eric.