nature

at the end of a Beautiful day I plump up the pillows and say thank you.  Time to rest.  There’s a book in my arms, likely something about God and I like the pages where i pick one at random and Know it has picked my Heart.  Something outside in the sky is praying, I can feel its wings, its beak is nature.  It is singing.  it is a low voice, soft, gentle, lulling