Little green leaves with drops of dew who is a capture of rays of sun, while insects freely go
about their big tasks of gathering and hunting.

Seagull passing in sky as I look up, brightened sunshine, I close one eye, squinting to watch another lonely eagle of the sea.

Windy breeze through palm leaves, where below my baby and I lay on blanket looking up wondering who could have made this day so?

Wondering when I will be as that barefoot impression in sand by shore being washed away by the white frothy tide of the misty undefined sand of life.