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Imagery I walk across the shores.
The sand in between my toes.
Moonlight on my back.
Salty mist in the air.
Wind in my hair.
Nothing but peace.
Such beauty all around me.
How can any not know You are real?
Where are the lies?
Where is the war?
Why can i feel mostly peace?
Even with peace there is still some fear.
Fear Comes and Goes.
Beauty stays forever.
Even in lines of age.
Beauty glows bright.
as long as there is beauty in the world, life is worth living. if i worship anything, beauty would be it. just wondering, by you did you mean god?