Glorious
The day
The air
The biting wind
The crunch of snow
The balmy beach
The orchid
The infinite moments of life
Show me a place the miracle is not
Show me the spot where the Divine ceases to be
Show me a place devoid of the infinite
Where stream beds stop their march
to become mountain tops
Where waves crash ashore
but never return to the sea
The glories of change
that never cease to be
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