God's Canvas

The weeks heavy rain has left the landscape before me completely refreshed.  There are lush greens of every shade and a watery marsh below that glistens when kissed by the sun.  The leaves seem to act as tiny cups allowing the butterflies to drink from nature's water.  The wind starts with a gentle breeze but slowly the limbs begin to sway.  Little bugs almost seem to be playing follow-the-leader as they buzz through the air.  I hear a squawking bird in a distance making his presence known.  Locust or something of the sort seems to compete with a loud hum, it's almost like a siren that gets loud and then slowly fades.  As my ears adjust, there seems to be a rhythm to it all.  Even the humming mellows into a peaceful flow as dripping drops of water trickle down to the earth below.  Suddenly a flicker on the tree catches my eye.  It's actually a drop of water with the appearance of a flame.  Then something amazing happens, I see little glimmers of lights like on a Christmas tree.  They are little dabs of water with the sun filtering through creating God's natural lights on these strong limbs.  God is an artist and this earth is His canvas, I feel blessed to sit here and just observe his creation around me!

Today's writing prompt is #962, "Sit in total silence for 5 minutes and observe the things around you.  Write a story about the sense of awareness this brings you."

~ Chelle
   9/26/13