Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Drizzle
There is no joy quite like taking a slow stroll though a drizzle.
Especially when one is in a particularly pensive mood.
The peaceful calm and the lovely silence is an extremely delightful eden away from the noise of the reality.
For just that few precious moment, the mind feels so at peace, and the world allows it's primal glory to shine through the mists of civilization. Accentuating the essence of creation, through the life blood of the planet: Water.
It is in simplicity and nature that pure beauty is revealed. A unadultered kind of beauty.
A beauty that is unanimously recognized.
One that is quite unlike beaty that is acquired.
Gavin
pondered @ 13:16
