Loons calling as day fluidly slips into night. The vividness of the purple, red & orange of the sky deepening into dark & sultry tones of the evening.
a gentle ripple & a wisp of the hair... the only signs of the gentle breeze that is blowing.
stillness. peace.
the lake shimmers a reflection of the crowning glory of God's creation - the sky.
what is above, so is below.
sweet Saviour, may my heart be as equal a reflection of Your glorious beauty.
amen.
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