Nature's Penance

She has confessed the drenching of her ways.

She has turned from her dreary path and washed her clouds of it.

She has repented of unseemly darkness, committed anew to shine summer light among men.

And we reap intended blessing from her golden penance.

She makes it easy to forgive.

Today the gift was already unwrapped, spread perfectly across the shore.
And as much I as could write on and on about the beauty of this day, I think it's best to leave it alone in my head, untampered and ever treasured.

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