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The morning light has awakened me from a restful slumber. The air is scented with the aroma of sweet grass in the meadow. I squint at the gazing of the sun, as I venture forth to walk among the tall grasses in the field behind my home.
Alone in the silence, I dwell with a peaceful calm. The day is slow and no activities are planned.
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Autumn embraces the season. Leaves are colorful and changing, their response to cool nights. Creation is taking a break from hot summer days.
It is a time to conserve energy, heal from stressful days. Shed your cares and let it be carried away , along with the breeze and autumn leaves.
I too will shed my "leaves" or cares. Soon winter will strip bare the trees and naked they will stand in silence.
Like the season, I too will change. I will wait and heal. My thoughts turn inward and dwell in the silence of my mind.
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Reflections.
