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I put down my old split bamboo rod,

thought I'd give the rainbow trout a rest.

Beside a tiny mountain stream, just me and God,

The sound of the leaves in the breeze, the water falling over the rocks,

the sounds of the creation all around, what a lovely sound.

All for me at this moment in time.

Oh, my God, how do I deserve all this?

Sights and sounds all for me and me alone as I sat upon that stone by the brook.

lawrenceblair 8 Oct 31
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