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Perfect Peace


As I sit on the dock, with my feet in the water. I watch as a dad plays with his son and his daughter. I look around seeing the beauty of creation, And I see the ducks in their perfect formation. As i look up I see the trees moving from the breeze, And I know that my mind begins to feel more at ease. I look down as I feel the cold water, pat my feet. The waters ripples reminding me of a heart beat. Gazing at the birds, as their soaring in the air, I close my eyes as I feel the wind brush my hair. Coming from the tree leaves, I hear the ocean sound. Now I know, I don't want to leave what I have found. That beautiful peace that is surrounding my soul. To stay in Gods peace, That is my ultimate goal.
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