He Cometh

Mama look! He comes now!

Wondering what the nature of the the “Big Daddy” might take, Beatrice wandered about the sandy oasis and closed her innocent eyes for a moment. She tasted the saline air, and felt the breeze tickle gently as her sun dress danced about her skin.

The delicious blue wrapped warmly about her face and dipped playfully into the sea.

She swayed lightly within the natural symphony while her sisters kept watch over the grand castle.

She sensed a presence approaching her and, knew it was "he" who cometh… the grand designer! She peeked to catch a glimpse of the noble conductor.


“He Cometh” ~ On the beach near Perpignan, France © Skip Hunt