Seahorses nudge gently through delicate weeds, gracing corral gardens as they drift in still water with charming poise, a blessing to our weary eyes stung by salt spray and scarred by the noonday sun.
They ask nothing of us except the right to live unmolested, harming no one but adding a singular splendor to the agitated world swirling above and beyond them. Their delicate, regal presence holds us spellbound—suspending, if only for a moment, the natter of quotidian concerns as they draw us gently toward supernal light.
Published in Uncategorized