Wednesday, August 31, 2016

8.13.16 In the forest, there is light

Beams of light, drifting through the forest, as the great billowy morning clouds shift about before the early sunlight.
 Beams of light falling through the talk thick woods, tumbling down to illuminate small patches of forest floor and emerald greenery, shining upon the morning dew with their sudden golden light, and then, just as suddenly, thrown into darkness once again.


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