Sealing the Day/#SoCS

Sealing the day and my purpose in it,

 

 

 

 

I slip quietly into a warm morning light, carrying my treasures with me.

 

 

And so the journey begins, with a word, a thousand words,

 

 

Words waiting patiently bound captive until I bring them to life beneath the sun as the cicadas sing and the creatures crawl up to greet me.

 

 

All beneath an ever changing sky scape of blue and billowy white…

 

 

Until the tiny terror arrives to stop the words, the story ended and down comes the magnificent azure ceiling…..

*For other wonderful posts and the details of   Linda Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt just click here.