My Calling . . . . 12/27/2009
 I look out to the sea to which is calling me, Golden rays of sunlight, filtered through layers of glistening clouds are in my sight. The wind is still as I walk upon the sand against my parting will. My spirit ever so slow drifts over the aqua waters and into the depths below. Chills caress me to the bone with a feeling of being all alone. Pondering the moment I close my eyes I am relived and let out a big sigh. This world where I dwell has so many stories to tell. Listen to nature, let time stand still and let the earth feel your stature. Comments Your comment will be posted after it is approved. Leave a Reply | "The moment one gives close attention to any thing, even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself." - Henry Miller
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