This morning, as we were sitting tubes along one of the pinto bean fields, when I thought to myself what an amazingly beautiful morning.  The sky was so blue it felt like I was standing within the stars— now invisible because of the sun.

Then I notice one cloud seemed to be filled with the form of Angel Wings—wings which drive darkness from our world.

Maybe I just made it up…but the unsurpassable beauty of that cloud filled me softly with song.  Like the sound of a beautiful wind chime in the sky.

Then like a breath…a breathing in and breathing out…they were gone. Vanishing and scattering into other shapes and non-shapes, breaking apart into little puffs and clumps of cotton candy.

But for a tiny spell, I saw a gift from Heaven!

From my world to your heart,

Linda