Life,
She writes me love letters in the sky using perfect white clouds
Kisses my face gently in the morning thru sunshine swaths
Sings for me to arise from bed with the sweet sound of birds
Confesses her love loudly with water and sky in tumultuous ocean storms

She flirts with unbelievable perfect timing coincidences, winks playfully and shows affection daily thru constant serendipity. She promises me of a better tomorrow through the bold and graceful character of children and their laughter.

She pleads and cries in rainstorms that it isn’t her that caused me or the world harm ever and admits she is helpless to mans’ will.

And I ask her why she loves me. Why so many gifts. Why I was chosen..
She gives no answer but simply caresses my face with a gentle wind and I think I get it. The love is and has always been there. I am simply acknowledging it now………….

Life,,,, she loves me……………..