A giggle of coolness

     The heart beats faster, yet steady on course. Oh
how glorious the sound is outside. Simple music of
insects and frogs.

     So peaceful is the calm. Entering a wave of shivers
I sit clinging tightly upon shoulders. Still I cannot
make myself go back inside. Not yet.

    The scents of muskiness lingers in the air. Heavy
of moisture yet no rain to fall. Light breezes lift and
tickle. Falling upon my soul more shivers.

    Oh how I still want to stay outside. Sit here just
breathing in solitude. Silly? Perhaps but just happy
to have air still stinging my nose and lungs. How
about you?

    Lean with me as I stretch over the railing. Holding
tight as it creaks against my weight. A startling
sound for sure but a small laughter spills over my
tongue. Throughout my soul.

     Hearing a silence. Hmm. A moment where all
stopped. How odd. Perhaps I am not alone in the
darkness. Still I will not go inside.

    Enjoying the beauty Jehovah is providing for me
and anyone else who wanders outside to just breathe.

    So here sit with me. Talk with me. Laugh with me.
Even if it is in great distances or in a dream. Still be
with me.

    Ah perhaps too much is placed upon a request.
Just, though, merely a request. A hope to say or a
dream to look forward to, yes. This must be it, a dream.

   Hmm. Still the shivers shake me. My paleness is
placing a blue undertone. Still not enough to draw
me back inside.

   Sleep must pull me. So dear friend just tell me
to go to sleep. I will listen, now.

    Smirking. Maybe. Giggling silently.