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The Path to Oneself

The forest teemed with life as we elevated further into the dense wilderness. Golden Eagles and Osprey soared above the canopy while red squirrels and chipmunks darted between the vegetation on the forest floor. As we climbed, the sweet smell of pine and birch trees drifted gently upon us. In the distance, the azure sky began to cloud, and golden beams of heavenly light descended from above. We climbed each step, becoming heavier on the legs and lungs as we hurled ourselves up the mountainside. Upon reaching the precipice, I strayed from my party and stood alone atop the mountain as I looked down at the mighty sea, endless forest, and soaring birds and found new meaning to the word peace. As we descended, the clouds turned a cream color as that light began to fade, and I observed that perhaps the path to oneself could be found in a forest wilderness.

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The Little Oasis

The warm sun sparkled down like rain from heaven,
Shimmering on the backs of the frolicking fish,
Blazing oranges, cool blues, vibrant yellows,
Each their own shade of brilliance
seeming to chortle with joy,
As they sailed through the calm, cool waters of summer.

A strong breeze sweet as lilac rippled the pond,
Tranquility dances in the air,
Far from the turmoil and chaos,
In the little oasis glistening in the sun.