The morning dew wakes me, urging me to the sea where I take in a vibrant sight of diamonds sparkling on emerald waters.  Snow capped waves rustling in lazily as if to  beckon my feet closer to be caressed.  My soul seems to glide easily among the ebb and flow, imagining if I were one of the graceful morning birds dancing with the oceans tide.  To be one of God’s creatures that gently brushes their feet on the tips of salty goodness and with one slow push of the wings the flight continues with ease.  We all have that ability, yes?  Not as birds, but to dip into the salty waters, to glide just above that which sustains and feeds us so that we may continue our journey with ease, even if the waters rage or if they drift along lazily.  My soul is already on the water being restored as a write this and now my feet will join the salty waters for a morning barefoot run.  Good Day My Friends…….Good Day…..