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Dec 2012
You stood on the cliff edge
arms wide
eyes closed
listening to the whistling wind
until the breeze died down
but the music continued
you opened your eyes
and saw me there
sitting
feet dangling, smiling
you looked from me to what lay before you
green hills golden fields and blue skies
beauty personified within one vista
you paused
again looking down to see me leaning
back on my hands
enjoying the warmth of the wintry sun
why are you here
you asked
and waited as I pondered the question
and shocked you with my answer
as I said
the same as you to feel small in the presence
of God but to know he sees me as I did you
you relaxed your arms and sat down
I offered you a mint
don't mind the fluff this coats clean I laughed
you smiled
and though you still don't know why you ate it
yet realised
sometimes
the sweet things in life
are often those offered us freely
with a smile.
Written by
DieingEmbers
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