If I had a prayer tonight, it might be for more moments like these. Sun paused, hanging low in the space between what was today and what will be tonight. Final warm rays spilling in. Child in bed. Open page, favorite pen. Cross legged on the floor. Effects of the afternoon on my skin, spreading deep inside. Sun rays. Breeze. Playground chatter and drone; nature meets humans. All of us together, though alone, at peace on a white sheet spread on the lush grass. Nothing finer than a clean sheet spread on the grass, lying back, arms out. Surrender.
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