I felt the evening sun; a blanket across the sky.
The world enjoyed it’s warmth as the day began to die.
The lake’s breath was gentle; soothing; living.
It shared it with the deer that drank. Life – forever giving.
Life was among the park, with the dogs that play.
It was among the birds as well,
as they flew away.
I watched as the wind blew a kiss toward the trees.
I watched as the flowers lent their honey to the bees.
I watched as the clouds gave their shade to us all.
I watched as the mountains gave it back, standing tall.
I watched it all beyond the glass, staring at the sky.
Then picked up my pen and tried to write,
but could only wonder – why?