What I would do to be out under even a low angle sun. What I would do to sink my naked toes in grainy sand while the ocean breeze greets my lips with a salty kiss. Until that day comes, I will make my rounds along forest paths and pretend to taste the iodine-salty sharpness of the majestic sea. Above me today, the heavens did offer a panorama of overlapping and undulating pillowy clouds. I peeked for a soaring hawk, not at that moment, instead what was full of sky overhead were heavenly blessings…I am sure I heard their encouraging whispers.