Nature.
I awoke in paradise. A thousand birds sing the sun rise. Gods mirror reflects cloudless sky. As the transparent outline of a clear night moon dips to the west, snow capped mountain peeks entice a smile of what was and what will be. The sheer magnificence and majesty of this sight as I wake moves me. I gaze longingly into the crystal clear waters and wonder why I’m here alone in Gods hand!
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