like I never do

I took one last glance out into the dark,
like I never do,
and I saw something beautiful.
Two foxes play fighting
on the volleyball court below my window.
Their shadows pounced
in the gleam of the lights of Tibstra hall.
They didn't care about the stress inside this dorm
just like I was probably the only one to see their struggle.
It was beautiful.
And the beauty of their freedom,
and their play,
and their energy,
called up to me,
telling me to let down my hair,
no longer carry my cares,
to let love climb up inside me
and make me whole.
I rest now,
reminded I am a little jewel
in the crown of God's beautiful creation.