It can’t be taken away from me, the serenity of this moment on this nineteenth day of May.
I am so grateful for…
the gentle setting sun and how it illuminates the pond,
this magnificent water, the soft mirror to the wild forest, and how it breathes peace into my very soul,
a living Van Gogh work-of-art dressed in untamed wilderness—wild berry blossoms, trees bursting in every shade of green as a single Canadian goose glides by.
No matter where I go from this moment on or where I was before, it is mine and for this I am eternally grateful.
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