Agendaless Exuberance

Walking all alone as the day digressed an azure sky so blue captured my sight and took with mystic awe my wanton breath expiring praise for God with all my might. Ne’er had my heart seen such clear blue so bright. Joy gushed forth from me with an inner zeal. My outer ode to God I did reveal with language that was freely from the soul, true words to God not phony but real. A moment caught more cherished than fine gold. Just when I thought the world was fit and well and I had seen the grandness of it all, the breeze within the trees begin to swell and symphonies of leaves commenced to fall, looking like an autumn-colored snow squall. Again, my heart delighted in the show. Dried leaves caressed my ankles, soles, toes and sang a song of winter as they crunched. What a place of lovely there is to know! Most folks around don’t even have a hunch. 11/19/2021 used How Many Syllables