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Aug 2013
Light from a nonexistent sun shines gloriously
Illuminating my surroundings without burning sight
Dewdrops on every blade of grass sparkle
And the treetops are crowned with halos from the bright light
A stream trickles through field and Forrest
The soft pebbles warm the soles of feet and soul of me
Nature comes to life before my very eyes
With a heart beating faithfully with my own
So melidic, the silence gesture my welcome
My time here, although a timeless place, is unlimited

The air is so pure it gives perfect clarity
Giving way for wind to reveal itself
Forming mirages in transparency
And at time taking form of those once lost
Jumping over unbreakable branches it whistles through the emerald leaves
That brush my ears as words of friends who lost voice
For once, my eyes dance at my own accord
Gliding through the panorama with speed and patience
Giving me uninterrupted time to save the images I collect
Maybe one day you'll see it for yourself, but until then I paint a picture with my words

What I see, is pure beauty
A masterpiece in itself that even in its perfection is never finished
It's artist never lifting their brushstroke
Never taking pause for paint to dry
With their brush ever flowing
Each stroke a colorful breeze that frolicks freely
Kissing my skin as I take in the view
So visible yet never obstructing
This beauty makes me beautiful for walking upon its heavenly soil.
Alice Burns
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Alice Burns  Sweden
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