It was mid-spring as I was walking home from my friend’s house, so long ago. It was a 15 minute walk, so there was time to just lazily stroll and enjoy the surroundings the way that kids do. I kicked rocks with my feet, I watched the birds in the sky; I let the day lead my thoughts.
At some point, I came to the middle block which was a little parkette and decided to sit on the swing for a while. I was not thinking that I would be late or that I might get in trouble, I was happy! All throughout, inside and out, spring was here and summer was coming! I pumped the swing as high as it could go feeling that quick loss of gravity before you start to come down again. The freedom
I eventually got bored of the swing and started walking again and it hit me.. the actual, tangible feeling of spring. All of my senses were filled with it, my whole being was consumed by this glorious, intoxicating feeling.
Like falling in love, I was lost in the senses… a nearby lilac bush mixed with the scent of new grass; the birds sang so happily, trumpeting out their return to home and saying hello to me.
I stood still for a moment on that pathway. I felt the sun tingling on my cheeks and arms, sweet kisses that blanketed me in warmth. I raised my face full to the sky and beheld the beautiful pure blue of the azure sky. I closed my eyes (for it was too sunny to look at the sky without glasses),
This surprising, wonderful feeling overtook me. As I stood there, embraced by the sun and the songs, the smells and the warmth, I felt the presence of God. I must ave been only ten or eleven, but I felt Him. I didn’t know what to do with this feeling so I just said thank you for this beautiful day.
And so it was; such a beautiful day.
From Writing 101