Into the Fire

colors . . . sun-turned skin, not scorched, deep browns, yellow golds

flowers dance in shapes and sizes and every variation of the rainbow

sky perfect blue from sunup, waiting for the pink and orange of sunset extinguishing sun’s gold as the silent rumbling of fog overtakes the evening shadows

the steady hush of ocean, faithful waves in and out, soothing, ministering God’s ever present kindness, His incredible order to the unsearchable universe . . .

Thank you, Lord God Almighty. Thank you.