Have you ever truly seen the sunlight through the trees? The dust from the gravel road, or swirling smoke on the horizon of someone's back yard brushfire? Have you noticed the house on the hill silhouetted by the rose sunset? Have you seen the bent wheat beneath your ancient sneakers, how they fold down on eachother like they were woven there?
Tears in my eyes, I walked around and was overwhelmed.
Everything is beautiful here.
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