A dragonfly circles above me, a creature of the wind. Its iridescent wings so incredibly sensitive to the slightest breeze…it flutters, dives and lands. It lives such a short life, it knows it must live to the fullest with what time it has and I am happy it has graced my garden for a brief time this evening.
Perched on the pines the hummingbirds sing. This is joy as the last of the sunlight warms my face.
copyright Es-Tee Miller
“Evenings and mornings represent “the gates” to your inner universe. Taking care of how you enter and exit these “gates” is your primary responsibility; do not give away this power. Once you master it, life will never be the same again.” ..Stan Jacobs