Her reward for standing still: communion with a winged, wild, beauty.
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Red-tipped points collide with circles within an illusion of stars creating timeless patterns that collapse to a center just in time to make you forever lost.
There were bends in the road she could never have anticipated.
Today she walked towards the sound of gently rolling water, away from the noise of cars, and into a paradise of chirping birds, and tall grass growing green, to purple to gold.
Like gossamer dream catchers, clouds lay down upon the sky where their filaments collect hope and desire as fragile as a wish.
Shell. A perfect still life presents itself.
Strangers gather atop the bluff. Brought together to celebrate the light. Bound together by food, drink and laughter—they celebrated not just the light in the sky, but that in each other as well.
