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After walking  through tangled woods, the view above reveals.

Water flows across stone, wears it away.

Water tumbles into itself, steams into air.

Soft murmured hush, washes through ears.

Water too dark, water too bright, fills eyes completely.

Nature nurtures our senses.

Beyond self, divine calm, comfort, courses through us all.

 

 

 

 

 

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