Ficlets

Smiling, laughing, dancing, throwing shadows against the wall. He gave this gift to us… playful little thing, until it grows, generating energy, running rampant, hungry consuming everything in sight. Once it starts, it must finish the path, run the full course.. and then return to it’s playful self, smiling, laughing, dancing.. Cleansing in its’ destruction.. shadows against the wall, the gift He gave, warm and beautiful, destructive but, beneficial to us all.