Striking tickles

      The feeling of Jehovah's love lifting me. Finally
my voice is back. Loving that of friends and family
drawing ways to push me back where I belong.
Scriptures that kindly remind me of why I am here.

       The realization of simple kindness. How far it
goes to clear the mind of haze. Oh and how the
breeze pulls, uplifts the copper. Making the joy
even more prominent.

        Perhaps a moment of silliness, yes. Yet it is
good to be quirky, right? Oh how soft and loved I feel.
The glances of friends calling to ponder over how
I am doing. So genuine. I almost want to yell at Satan
for the attempts of severing my soul, my spirit from
my Father.

      Sadly to admit he was close. Yet being motivated
by the grandness of beauty and simplicity of loving
kindness just is one of the best boosters ever. Would
you agree?

       Such a sigh that is drawn out of my lungs.
Scrapping the ick that still is trying to swallow all the
goodness.

       Yes my smile today was slight but still the
tickles of delight were striking. So jumpy I may have
been but very happy of that.

       The sluggish motions that have passed I did not
like. However they were there. Oh but now the sun
is shining through the wind. Holding onto a possibility
of a warm day.

       Still so much of a day left open for opportunities
to arise. One day at a time. The hope sits well as the
wind welcomes my eyes into the view of the sky.

      Not paying attention to those around me. Just
absorbed inside a moment with Jehovah and I. Softly
I giggle in a dream, a goal to be attained. Hmm.
Indeed I will strive.

      So much is played here. The scenery opens to
hold such joy. Still this beginning of a new hour
allows a glowing smile to echo through slate blue
eyes.

      Gathering my items I head indoors. Waiting to
change into the softest of denims and neutral colors.
Holding onto a simple hello inside my lungs. Longing
for a release.

       So hello as I wave into the sunlight. Somewhere
a conversation will be held. Until then just keep being
quirky and striving to be the new person you have
become.

       Do you think you could do that, dear friend?