I sit by the brook streaming down the rocks, meandering its own way out. With only the gurgling of the brook to break the immense silence of the valley; everything is forgotten, every frown wiped off, every furrowed brow straightened. Everything forgotten I sit there like a free-spirit, having lost every sense of time. Why does this silence empower me so much? It floods me with all the energy and life that is humanly possible; yet it holds me, immobile in its grip of beauty and sanctity.
Nothing artificial has touched this place to contaminate it and I feel welcomed by it all. It takes me in its warm embrace when others are always judging me. It lets me be myself, be in my element and there is no tomorrow at that moment. Oh!!! The details of the creation around us that makes us feel so miniscule. What am I? Just a little something surviving somewhere - playing my part in all of the Creator's plans.......
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