"A mild breeze rustling through trees
brings the sounds of the Angels
loving whisperings as the breath of
Heaven softly caresses.
Reflecting the moon, the river gently
bubbles in its flowing rhythm, lending
sweet music uplifting the Heart.
With eyes drawn upward into the vast
skies, feeling embraced within the
bright glow of twinkling stars, there
is the Soul set free."
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