Power out.
Dinner to prepare.
“Don’t open that fridge! You’ll let the cold out!”

The lawn chaise calls.
Afternoon breeze blows across my toes.
The leaves sing their praises to the summer wind moving in their midst.

Six foot high corn tassels wiggle in the sunshine.
Ten foot sunflowers dance and bend as if palms waving Hosannas to a king!
Birds sing. Arachnids weave their webs. Insects buzz from bloom to bloom.

The gentle breath of God tousles my hair, tickles my toes, and strokes my cheek.

Power out.
A moment of Sabbath within the breath of the One.