The air hit me cool, brisk and clean.
I walked to the car gathering my things ready to head home.
Something made me look up.
I stopped.
The clear sky dotted with sparkling moments of time long past filled my view, now somehow living in my line of vision.
My whole being awakened with
The smell of vanilla burning in wooden bursts.
My skin heightened to the touch.
So simple, yet was I stopped in my tracks to take in the magnificence on my way to the car.
©NicholeDonjè
