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Landscape I see the contour lines of standing-stones thrust gently downward from tall cobalt skies where color shifts from warm to cooler tones in air so clear my sight intensifies. While hills encase a sunlit valley graced by fancy carried broadly on each breeze, the sighs of nature's lush expanse are traced by memory's sweet realm of expertise. The flow of vision's clarity may be an instance of this healing land's intent. I spread my arms and gather in to me the feeling of a world so clearly meant, a hallowed inner world landscaped to bless my spirit's need to soar and thereby rest.
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Crane 2000 |