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The silence of the darkness on my early morning strolls is as close as I have ever come to experiencing nature’s soul.

There is a beauty in her silence at the beginning of the day…a tranquil kind of mystery that can take your breath away.

Have you ever stood in silence under a starry sky…and not wonder what you’re doing here…not wonder how and why.

Have you ever stood in the silence of a falling snow…or watched clouds silently changing shape as they’ve drifted to and fro?

Have you ever walked in silence through a field filled with flowers…and as you experience the wondrous varieties of life…not wondered about a higher power?

Have you ever sat in the comfort of silence with a loved one…and in your heart concede…that, at that particular moment, you have everything you need?

In the aftermath of a death…the ultimate silent tragedy…who hasn’t felt the silence that was once your friend…become your enemy.

Sadness rides in with the silence for there is a silent moment when…you realize you will never see or hear or touch that person in your life again.

And even though you know they’re gone…still…every now and then throughout the years…isn’t it in the silence of your loneliness you cry your deepest tears.

But isn’t it also in the silent darkness when you begin to feel yourself ascend…and the silence that was just your enemy…once more…becomes your friend

And again you feel the comfort of the silence…your smile returns because you know…it is in the silence of the evening when the trees begin to grow…

It’s in the silence of the days when the flowers create their blooms…and where does the miracle of life begin if not in the silence of a mother’s womb?

My morning walk is over and as I finish up this latest stroll…I feel blessed that nature has allowed me a silent look into her soul