Feeling alive

Feeling alive again…

Like kneeling to God again.

Confessing my sin and asking to find no fault in my meticulous attempts to surpass a fool.

I’m feeling alive again.

Like fully knowing the sunset will arise again.

Like how we skip rocks in the lake…
Seeing what’s anew each puddle we had left behind.

Or running so seamlessly through the corn fields on a sunny day that kisses our lips…

I’m feeling alive again.