the air has a crispness that whispers of autumn… layers of clouds, some edgy, some ethereal mist scattered across the sky, give depth and create slivers of space, the rising sun slicing through to enhance the certainty that the universe is having a very good day… in the stillness, there is a quiet young peep, someone in the trees is hungry… the ocean waking up, slowly rolling around the rocks and driftwood, the smell sharp and salty… it is a new day and in this place, at this instant, the world is at peace…
namaste
Eclectic Haze 
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