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Alone at a lake in Texas, I awoke to the dawn of a new day (in more ways than one). |
| Morning comes dipping misty fingers into the bowl of life. Tracing earth's beauty upon the silvery clouds as the winds deliver the luscious fragrance of life's fruit to my all. Intoxicating it is; giving birth to silent knowledge stored deep within my soul. My mind springs open unveiling wonders concealed in the earth, Queries poised, securing a prosperous enthusiasm and thirst for truth. A glance is an exhilarating awakening of abundant events. Calm, serene, tranquil is the morn; its secrets explode igniting the eternal flame of learning. |