Every Little Thing

Beneath a dawn sky brushed with gold, Mia stood barefoot at the field’s edge, the night’s cool breath fading from her skin. She had lost so much—dreams, faith, direction—but as the sun climbed higher, something sacred awoke inside her. The wind moved through the grass, whispering grace into her soul. Each color, each breath, each heartbeat shimmered with quiet hope. She smiled, seeing light in every little thing. © Life’s Journey 2026.