Salt Air, Sea Birds, and Sunsets

Listen...

Sea Birds calling...

Soaring high out over the bay.

I stand in my garden,

and listen to their music...

Breathing in the salt air.

A sea fog settles over the bridge to paradise.

And the gulls cry...

The sea is calm as the sun sweeps low in the western sky...

A full moon about to rise up out of the water.

Do you believe in beautiful mermaids?

Look!

Far out on the rock...

Misty island dreams...

No, it isn't a dream...

It is real,

this island paradise in the misty sea fog...

For the moon never beams,

without bringing me dreams...

Bliss. God's perfect bliss...

There are those who would not notice God's sunsets.

I am not one of those, thank you, Lord.

Six years ago,

on a January day

at sunset,

Daddy journeyed into heaven...

What a gift he gave me...

With every setting sun,

I look upon its beauty,

and feel the spirit of someone who thought I hung the moon...

Blessings

Yaya