Mirrored etchings from nature's tapestry, as promised,
when lips whispered "you shall see"
On proffered arms comes glowing light, subtly nudging quiet sea, leaving imprint of earth's sky in all it's glory
Warmth of breath settling on monolithic pieces,
each sentinel, vivid, standing eternal.
Blue cumulus swathes mingle the gold,
woven through time.
Quiet moments as breath subsides,
settles as feather down, succumbs to peace.



Good luck in the contest.



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