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The Beholder

By Cinara

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The Beholder You, who have looked into the eye of splendor, and have not responded with a radiance from the depths of your being, have not lived the day. For the beauty of nature speaks to you in exquisite ways and your eyes respond in joy and mirror the wonders they behold. Your dialogue with nature is not in words from your lips, but in the dancing of your spirit. Nature calls back to you in the fragrances of the earth, in the songs of a gurgling brook and in the wings of an eagle soaring the open sky, casting a moving shadow across the valley of your contentment. When suns falling beams illuminate an opal cloud and the last crimson rays of sunset cling to the mountain’s edge, your eyes allow them to drop beyond the horizon, and your spirit still dances, knowing they have slipped into your tomorrow Written February 9th, 2002 © on Feb 08 2002 11:58 PM PST   0 • 10

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