Taking a leisurely stroll,
feeling moist dew beneath
The glory of the morning sun;
as it begins to spill over the horizon.
Silence broken, birds chirping
begin their daily greetings
to one another.
Breeze begins to stir, brushes against cheek light as a gentle
Reaching the dock, I sit letting
legs hang over the edge, breath
in Springs crisp air.
Dipping toes a chilly sensation, stirring water in swirling circular motions.
No materialistic thing, replaces the splendor of nature nor the beauty of earth.
A soul at peace.
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