All of life is aflame.
We watch it burn. It warms us. Heals.
He loves to stoke the fire. Drawing out the rushing, burning moments. Wild.
Morning light through the pines. Fresh breath. Life. We breathe it in. All this holiness.
Share a meal and laughter. This is love. This nourishes.
A game of miniature golf among the flaming wild trees.
freedom beyond fences.
All this love, this life that surrounds. A gift.