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Beautiful

Morning light shyly, quietly peeps through closed blinds like a child through an ajar door.

Forging past despite closed blinds incapable of fully containing the patient, respectful young intruders.

Curious, eager, excited about the dawn of a fresh day and its gift-bearing potential. Squeezing past cracks eventually reaching eyes closed, lost in a variety of intangible dream vistas. Conflicted, morning light somewhat reluctant to disrupt peaceful night’s slumber, announces itself. Nature’s premier visual alarm sounds. It is indeed… Beautiful!

Spectacularly dressed leaves detach to make their grand debut;

Ready to leave home

and abandon familiar surroundings after a long season or two’s preparation…

Twirling, fluttering. Skies becoming alive adopting brilliant earth-tone hues courtesy of cascading leaves departing; Sometimes slowly in silence floating on gentle breezes obeying laws discovered not created by mammalian entities. Other times sweetly flapping, flipping; dancing in song. Gravity and wind compete as directional forces willing downwards, outwards movements in flight. Like jubilant pirouetting brightly adorned nymphs they fall gracefully. Bravo! Dramatic elegant costumed performances like these are… Beautiful!

Invigorating droplets escape plump ecstatic clouds.

Overjoyed, they cannot contain their contents:

Either giggling coyishly, sprinkling tickling barely there mist droplets in every direction south or

Guffawing fiercely hurling sculpted crystalline multidimensional balls, flakes or shards;

chiseling out new and modifying old landscapes upon impact over time.

Unintentionally, unknowingly happy clouds spill over when over burdened with joy.

True, what results from such enthusiastic spillage can also destroy.

Because there is a cycle to life, their laughter can also restore balance rejuvenate, nurture recycle, replenish, and rebuild.

Clouds lined with droplets soaked to their brims, stuffed and big-bellied precipitate hearty laughs. Ringing from valleys to peaks, blanketing cityscapes to countrysides, Fragrantly earthy, unmistakably… Beautiful.