The first snow of
the season lay two
floors below, and as
he glanced out into
the night sky he caught
sight of a star twinkling
off in the distance.
He momentarily closed
his eyes and like a desperate
quarterback threw a Hail Mary
pass out into the night, hoping
for its completion — a plea —
from his lips to God’s ears.
Thank you so much Theresa. I’m happy you enjoyed it.
I really like the imagery. Your word choice was very good.
Thank you so much Richard for your kind comments.
Great title for this Dawn, and a poetic scene painted very effectively. Whether in desperation or in need or in thankfulness connecting with the Most High is mandatory for survival.
Blessings …