The beautiful earth captivates my soul

I am In awe of a sunset and how it’s beauty over takes the sky. The vivid colors have their distinct characteristics yet come together like a painters pallet.
A mountain top in all it’s splendor covered In a blanket of snow is the place of peace that revives my soul.
The sound of a waterfall cascading down a river serenades my heart. I am captured by the beauty that surrounds me .

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SethGreene531 · M

Two nights ago, while dawn was yet breaking, a crescent moon hung low in the sky.
Resting on the black horizon as a bronzed sickle, heated orange by fire.

Its eastern face, glowed.
Against a furnace somewhere out beyond the dawn. Raging over oceans, a world away; through the backdrop of night.

Prelude to the breaking day, that already lit cathedrals and stained glass windows a continent away. And was soon to light mine.