Life is good in this moment. A beautiful, tender song wafts through the air and carries forth the evenings’ mood. Staring out my large scape of windows my eyes rest on the lush woods beyond. The spring sun is setting; its warmth lingers in the air.

A healthy spread of food sits before me ready to eat at my leisure. I alternate between its savory offerings and the forest feast beyond—my whole being is filled.

The sun continues its graceful dissent drawing the light down to rest and with it the world’s colors as it goes. The tree tops lose a dimension and become but tangled silhouettes stamped across the Georgia peach sky. And together we breathe discovering anew what it is to be alive.