Thursday, March 8, 2012

Pure Beauty of Life

by Mary

"Can I run?" I cheered, more than asked. 
"Go, go, ahead, and run!!" she exclaimed. Run. I loved that word from the bottom of my heart. So, I ran. I remember my feet pushing against the golden sand. The ocean's edge and midnight sky mixed to form black- a color that looked beautiful to me. Above, palm trees hovered, and at my side the tropical flowers spread out on the ocean floor. I took a deep breath of the fresh air and continued on my way. My hair pushed back from the heavy wind, and my dress filled up with salty air.  I found my pure beauty, or rather the pure beauty. So, readers, when you find it, let me know. The joy and love can be shared.

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