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Jun 2015
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Here on a lake formed of nature’s creation,
tucked away deep in the hills
Nary a footprint along sculpted shorelines,
visions to capture the thrills

Silent reflections of all thats surrounding,
still are the waters this morn
Sunlight invades through the meeting of mountains,
as a new day now is born

Taking a seat at the edge of the waters,
skipping a flat rock to see
Ripples of wonder in circular motion,
waving good morning to me

Now as I breathe in the air so alluring,
scented of pines ever tall
Reaching the heavens in silhouette wishes,
echoes enchanting the call

Nothing shall find me alone of this moment,
lost on the pathways I chart
For in the distance I know that she loves me,
I feel her love in my heart

Someday the dawn it shall bring us together,
here in this setting so free
For of this beauty so wondrously offered,
*she is all I long to see
Good morning
Chris
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Chris
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