Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Unclear beauty

The sun shines through the fog, beating its way beyond and to the ground. Water shimmers, a mirror from below. Wind blows a bone chilling, cool, refreshing, crisp air that whistles around and attacks everything in its way. Flags dance in pairs playing, the only one enjoying with the wind. The world goes on around them, not even noticing the subtle beauty hiding in the obvious.

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