Monday, November 5, 2012

The Porch


The owls could be heard hooting away in the distance on this beautiful dawn.
The sun rose and the rays of light pierced through the clouds and the branches and shined in my eyes. 
The dew on the leaves glistened on the beautiful oak. 
The wind blew a whistling breeze that was quiet, peaceful, and soft. 
The moss danced with the wind scattering the rays of light.
The sparrows flew around with curiosity and joy in a small flock at the base of the tree.
Everything was so peaceful enjoying nature from the porch, almost like being in a dream. 


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