Through fresh-cleaned window pane that made all more brilliant and more bright, she looked on the world in simple wonder and awe that comes in realize and witness to a new day’s gifting. It was kind of awe easily lost, overlooked and forgotten, but when returned and seen again senses with a power making even more striking and wondrous the witness.
Maybe it was window’s clean, or arriving height of spring, but all seemed dazzled in Heaven-touch of the morning sun. As the world, through window’s cast, touched of sun as well, her skin scintillated and glowed, dazzle all the more in bronze-flecked freckle-scatter over scintillating fair toning into tan.
Child, awake, crawled in the room—like spring—miracle of life and new.
She wondered why and how she should be so blessed—centered in her life and world, wonder and miracle all around.
Then, as was her way, she did not overthink but decidedly lived in beauty, grace, and gratitude of match and equal to the blessings.
Goodness received, Goodness returned, as light through new-cleaned widow view—all the world within her sight made more bright and brilliant by.