The hills of the hollow awakened from a somnolent state, as the leaf bud of green profusely tantalize the inner spirit with a taste of reality and a hint of dream. The carpet of floral spring display , song birds eager to nest and the gentle sound of trickling water through the ledge of rock soothe the temptation to let the mind wander through an array of events past and present. The soul restless comforted by the familiar surroundings, grasp towards the sun and the world that await. Graced with the gift of life , I am haunted by the instability that man himself thrust. True paradise exist within the mind. The courage to see within oneself, to view the inner beauty and know that the true gifts of life start at the first moment you allow yourself to feel and react accordingly to the splendor of nature that blooms inside from birth. We are who we dare to be!
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