August 9th, 2017
The rain had stopped and a fly pauses next to the droplets, oblivious of me and my camera.
It was a small fly, almost lost among the leaves.
It's green iridescence body sparkled, whether I noticed it or not, because that is what it is meant to do: shine.
It is what all God's creatures are to do: shine brightly, not to be noticed or not noticed, but because it is what we are meant to do.