walking in the field
long dry grass filled with August dew
reflecting colors of pink against the blue sky
contrasting with green leaves on the mountain
my eyes well up in fullness
and I stand unable to explain why
I call it sensing beauty
beauty stands before me
beauty fills me as the willing observer
I've walked this exact trail before
sat on this same lake side bench before
and still today is a totally new experience
I did not come here today seeking to revive hope
I did not come here today to explore faith
but my hope and faith are uplifted
as I witness and experience
the same known surroundings with a
new profound sense of ...divine beauty
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