This time last week

It was Sunday a week

Drinking hot dark coffee

Obsessed with the panoramic view

In upstate New York

Early morning as the sun rose to greet me

Quiet so quiet in a seemingly endless display

Of fall’s colors cascading from trees with seemingly endless length

Mind boggling as I was brought to my knees

In this church of nature

Here for literally thousands of years

Th panoramic view framed me

As I meditated on my incidental moment

Here today

Honestly this would  be a desirable eternity

Yet this respite begs to be replicated

On Tuesday as I return

Home to view my own church

With eyes refreshed

As every day begs

For its moment of peace!

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