Startling dawns with
thrusting mountains
kissed by the pink hues of
a lightening sky
Golden sunsets
as trees
grand silhouettes
frame the golden
and fiery descent of the sun
a doe peaking around a tree
wondering who dare
disturb the quiet of her
hidden
and safe place
an eagle soaring
magic on wings
circling its kingdom
in solitary splendor
Mara, eyes alight
with the fire of
new life
and unquenchable curiosity
an old woman
bent by time and grief
and yet
still full of fire
and compassion
These are sights
so beautiful
that i expect God to speak
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