Homebound

The sky was a washed blue with wishful slivers of clouds lost in its infinite expanse, and the sun was mild like a joyous dream. Amidst the mighty unmoving mountains, calm waters and the wildflowers waving lazily, the fragrance of the Earth enveloped my being, my throbbing soul. And in that instance, all I could do was smile, acknowledging our very insignificance in this world.

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