Last night’s sunset gifted me a moment of unfiltered wonder. As I stood near the rocks, the sky melted into a blaze of tangerine and gold, and just as the sun kissed the sea’s edge, a seagull soared into my frame—wings outstretched, fearless and free. The timing felt like grace: this single bird rising over the surf as the waves shimmered and broke below, each droplet catching the light like tiny jewels. It was as if nature whispered: keep going, keep rising. I captured it not just with my camera, but with my breath held in awe.
Ready to Notice the Gift
you should’ve seen it—
right as the sun started dropping
like it had somewhere soft to be—
this gull cuts through the sky
like it owns the whole damn moment.
waves were crashing hard on the rocks,
but it didn’t flinch, didn’t pause—
just glided low,
close enough I could see
the glint in its eye,
like it knew I was watching.
and maybe that’s how it works—
you show up,
the world shows off a little.
not because you asked,
but because you were ready
to notice the gift.
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