Angel Wings

I took my walk in the early afternoon today.  It was fairly warm, but there was a nice breeze.  Every now and then it would gust, and it felt wonderful.  During a particularly strong gust, the flower petals from a dogwood tree were blown free and came showering down around me.  The light touch of the petals felt like angel wings fluttering against my skin.  I stopped; I wanted to prolong the moment. But the flower petals were moving on with the wind.  When I close my eyes, I can still feel the touch.  Those few seconds were magical!  And that is where I found God today.