Open space brings comfort. Gazing at the sunset frees my soul. I feel the colors in the sky vibrate through me. Ever so softly they breathe a calm energy into my core. Nothing else matters. My existence in that moment transcends my spirit.
Sitting in the middle of an open field, I hear music. It’s reminiscent of a symphony. The cattails dance while the birds sing. The crickets chirp and the bees hum in agreement. I am but one ingredient in the recipe.
As the colors in the sky grow dim, so does the song. What was an effervescent beauty is now fading. The end is near. I remain calm. I linger in the moment. Accepting what is coming one breath at a time.
Photo Credit: Jim Chapman