I delight in the silence of being here in the comfort of home.
A home shared with dear and loving companions.
Companions that I’ve promised to care for and love.

I delight in knowing we have found one another, you and I.
We bring each other up in a true and loving light.

I delight in the subtleness of the air
moving through the leaves and grass on a calm day.

I delight in sunshine and moonshine but mostly sunshine
The warm rays of the sun on my face and how,
on spring days, my car warms like a summer day.

I delight in greeting Ellie, Wilson and Tiramisu
and how they return the greetings.

I delight in the ability to write words of expression
and to transfer thoughts onto paper or screen.

I delight in the flavor of the tomato basil soup.

I delight in seeing the world move along
in a continuum of all that is.

DELIGHT. DE – LIGHT.

• Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers