And still

And still.

Rocked by confusion.

I cannot understand how to respond to such eeriness
except to once again thank Jehovah for hearing me.

Yet, still, ugh. Okay odd behavior that gives way
to blushes and excitement. How do I take that?
Loving the sense of calm that soothe me even in
these moments. Something about a warm breath
on face.

So how do I give my thanks? I know I am silly but
how would one go about that?

Yes I laughed when scene unfolded. Not sure if
that was the right thing to do. Smile and giggle was
the only thing that came to mind.

Now I sit here giggling inside and spirit soaring.
Amazed at how the smallest thing brings enjoyment
into an otherwise boring day.

Perhaps when my IPod is full of power I will drift
outside to enjoy the beauty everywhere. So walk with
me. If not in person then in thought, memories. Take
that breath of fresh air with me, for me.

Join me as I tightly cling onto the happiest moment.
Hoping and waiting. I am going to enjoy my walk.
Relax in the soft sunlight echoing throughout the
light blue sky.

I smirk for the quirkiness of who I am. The thought
of skipping up stairs and bending down to pick the
tiny blue, weedy flowers. Hmm isn't this a grand
gift from Jehovah?

Here, with this walk I give you my love. My one
token of peaceful happiness as the tears I hold at
bay. A joy as they break free and slide down paleness.
Creating a streaking pattern across freckles.

I send a hug, a whisper amongst the wind. Did
you hear it?

All I asked for was heard, given.
    A hug. Warm, tight and securely held.
                                    One day, yes.

So keep on trekking. Enjoying the fun and loving
the quirky, unique me. For I understand nothing
but what Jehovah loves, wants of me.

                  Do you?