Puddles of awe
Have you ever stared into a puddle not to see thought it but to see it. It's a little pool of water that is doomed to either dry up or seep into the ground, but for those few moments that it lives in my world where it is part of my reality. It is truly a thing of glory. I have never seen the beauty of it until last Sunday. I stared into one for I don't no how long. Just watching the wind dance across the surface teasing the water. The reflection was one of the sun hiding behind the clouds. Giving them a golden hue and framing them in a pool of sliver and blue. I don't know I just thought it was really cool.
posted by Judge of the Whetten's at 3:11 AM
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I do that with any body of water. Back home when my family went to the lake, at the swimming pool, the beach, after a good rain shower. It's just so amazing... I will sit there for who knows how long and someone will come up and ask what I'm doing. But how can it be explained if they don't already know it? It's very calming, and it's one of the few things I've found that can help me clear my mind of all the stress and worries that bombard me every day. I really should go do it more often.... Anyway, thanks for this one. I'm glad that someone out there knows about it.
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