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Looking around me I see forrest
trees and leaves
oranges and yellows
and twigs on the ground
I feel the rocks on my feet
and the sky peering through the cracks
the beautiful blue
and brightness of the sun.
I have all the time in the world.
Time to think
Time to analyze
Time for myself.
I walk a bit further,
just to see what's beyond my view.
Hearing a slight trickle...
is that water?
I continue to walk
pushing branches out of my way.
Excited I see the beautiful water
falling between rocks
into the river that sits before me.
I can no longer walk forward.
Watching this beauty
this awesome waterfall
that could only be made by Mother Nature.
I sit in the clearing of the woods
watching the water....
only to think of you.

November 26, 1999

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