The beauty around me, it overwhelms my soul.
From the tallest peaks to the smallest pebble,
There is beauty.
It is found in the flowers, the grasses, the trees.
It is beautiful and I am part of it.
"Awesome Reality"
A definitive edge, separating two worlds.
"Random Beauty"
A serene spot on the ground,
"Sight Seen While Scanning the Horizon"
Far away in the distance, they seem to give me solace.
"Hill"
Walking upwards, always upwards.
7-3-97 to 7-15-97
A layer of mist obscuring the line,
But it still is visible, the line never ceases to exist.
And it is amazing, the way it is constant.
Over the horizon it still stands.
Nothing ever keeps stands in the way of it showing itself to me.
7-15-97
Beautiful in itself, knowing no limits,
And having no restrictions . . .
But it chooses to be secluded.
Sticking to itself and beautiful.
7-15-97
Their calmness and solidity force me to change my thinking.
They make me realize how much I have and how much it means to me.
The show how beautiful the world is.
I cry, not because I'm sad, but because I am overwhelmed by the beauty.
There are mountains in the distance and they will always have my love.
7-18-97
Never stopping for a long enough time.
It is nice, but it is nicer still going downhill.
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