Cooling air breathes life into all who rest by her shores. Waves ripples and crest in a primordial rhythm that sculpts red sands into serpentine sketches. Hermit crabs scuttle and play as they seek sustenance in tidal pools that warm under the afternoon sun. A trio of Spruce frame a far shore brushed with reds and greens, as flecks of white and wheat confirm the presence of others. My spirit is refreshed and enlightened by ocean breezes.
Back to the Artwork pageCooling air breathes life into all who rest by her shores. Waves ripples and crest in a primordial rhythm that sculpts red sands into serpentine sketches. Hermit crabs scuttle and play as they seek sustenance in tidal pools that warm under the afternoon sun. A trio of Spruce frame a far shore brushed with reds and greens, as flecks of white and wheat confirm the presence of others. My spirit is refreshed and enlightened by ocean breezes.
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Resist the temptation and directives to place nation and self before others. Search out the glowing light in others, and lift it up for all to see. The land takes its rest from sunbaked skies, and blankets itself in quilts of white and crystal shimmer. Be open to others and embrace the changes they also bring to our lives. We are of one family on this planet, and will only dance with the joy of acceptance when we resist the move towards isolation.
The sky is painted with crimson brush strokes, as the winds of haste fade to calm. Take pause from tasks that hinder your soul, and reflect on your growth and achievements. Know you have made a difference in the world in quiet and subtle ways. In ways that are hidden in the warm mist far from turmoil of the surface waves. Be still and absorb the rejuvenating spirit of sunset breezes.
Release yourself from the trap of materialism and superficial goals. Rejoice in the sights, sounds, smells, and the touch of the sky, and all that lies beneath its gentle blanket. Pause and admire the stand of Birch set in a forest bathed in the fading light of milky and misty yellow hues. Marvel at the simple complexity of golden ivory.
Look closely through the morning mist, for a presence looms over this unspoiled land. Gentle movements betray this majestic giant as he steps with nonchalant intentions. The shroud grows thicker, and visions fade with the realization that you have witnessed a silent spirit.
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