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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.

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Nature’s Remnants

A Mallard cuts through the glassy waters,
Golden Eagles soar across the azure expanse of the sky,
The mighty wind blows the birch trees in veneration toward the heavens,
Pine trees rise from the crashing waves of the mighty sea,
They stand roots locked, bracing against time and tide.

There is still a place like this,
North of chaos and despair,
Far from the cities,
A place where Nature reigns supreme,
And the gentle roar of the wilderness captures the hearts of all who see it.

This land challenges you,
Brains and brawn,
But it rewards those who persevere,
With beauty that only some have the mettle to behold.

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Freedom of Summer

The murmur of the wind rustling through the leaves,
A snowy egret stalking the water’s edge,
Golden evening light reflecting off the clouds as if painted with a divine brush,
Osprey soaring through the sweet, sticky, humid air.

These are bounties of summertime,
Where no matter what stage of life one finds themselves in,
There is a resurgence in the air,
Nature in all her majesty passes that energy along to those who search for it,
Letting us drink in the freedom of a summer day,
And capture it in our souls.