Dandling Up and Down Upon the Lap of the Wind Part Number One Into the Palm of My Hand

Yes, I looked deep into the palm of my hand nope no muse for any of us there. Then I took off lollygagging on a whim with the wind's rushing. Yes, but only the effects could I see. Still, I found myself thinking about true Love and thanking God, our Creator. Then I held out my hand as I grabbed hold of our Creator's Gracious; and Ever-Open Hand. Reaching out eagerly to us. Then; gathering up my faith leaning down glistening; I was offered an ever fervent idea by our Creator. So I offer this effort to you! An unpolished diamond in the rough. Hearing the murmur of its plight I knelt down fetched it up. Then all life within me went silent. Dandling upon the lap of the wind. That day when first he came into the world cried and smiled and breathed his first breath, my heart once meandering onward stuck in place aimlessly circling, found itself finally soaring all to new heights with our Creator and with all life. Yes, tiny and wonton for life, and the Perfected Goodness of our Creator's Love; little Jamie could have died there. "Our Creator is a Good and Generous and Ever-Merciful God I say!" Love found me again soon thereafter as I cried holding him and her holding our picture. A brilliant Love we all shared in together. Yes just like the eager days of Winter answer impromptu, the warmth of Spring; and yes again then, oh no; yes; the ever-timely; crash. In our white pinto; in our old wet snow boots. I want a sucker Daddy. No! Please? Daddy? No! Please? Daddy? No! Please? Okay, yes, Son. I caved in, to his desire for this again! My foot slipped kept slipping off the brake. Sure you can have it, sweetheart, I'll get it I said. Mama, she yelled! I was always giving in to him. We were all going fishing. Curious her look then it reminded me of the bright red Ketchup on her chin and sweater when I first met her that one time, vivid. "You look luscious I smiled!" She laughed and tugged hard on my coat, then she drew me in close, looked into my eyes, and kissed me softly then laughed with all of us hysterically. To reminisce is enlightening some friends of hers and mine we were all having burgers. Love is a wondrous thing, yes funny sometimes. Like back then but I find all of this to be nothing too funny given all of the heartbreak now. Jamie took to her fine and her to him, and I've cried ever since. I have never been so happy because I know, yes; because of our Creator, and because of her; and; little Jamie, I know now that surely I have lived.