The sound of a calm silver blue reflection of cloud. A walk in the woods. Dew on your shoes. Coffee and thought. A moment stolen before the day. This is mine. Strengthened in solitude. Memory more valuable than photograph. A Transcendental Dub takes you once more around the lake. Retracing Summer`s footsteps in the Fall. Morning sun mirrors water`s movement, its light dappling bark and canopy. The last of the dragonflies chase through fading thistle and dandelion, as you hold the miracle of the sky a while, reminded of a story `bout the Sun and Wind competing for a traveller`s coat. The trees aren`t dancing but hurried with the season. Content to watch leaves surrender, without reaching out for wishes.
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