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The surface of the water Where the cool meets the air A place that if left untouched Will remain magical, still and calm Moving in only such a way To bring more calmness and more stillness to the chaos that is. The tops of the trees Swaying independently, tell us all to admire them To watch them, They can teach us a lot. The eagle Who soars Without fear of falling, Reminds us of how we should be: Cool and still like the water, grounded like the trees he looks down upon, And most importantly, free.
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 8:49 PM UTC
Blood Moon
The surface of the water Where the cool meets the air A place that if left untouched Will remain magical, still and calm Moving in only such a way To bring more calmness and more stillness to the chaos that is. The tops of the trees Swaying independently, tell us all to admire them To watch them, They can teach us a lot. The eagle Who soars Without fear of falling, Reminds us of how we should be: Cool and still like the water, grounded like the trees he looks down upon, And most importantly, free.
katie-lindsey
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 8:49 PM UTC
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