Sweet Love

The Mystery within...

The sparkle on the gently moving river, the dappled sun on red, orange and yellow leaves gracefully falling to the forest floor; the colorfully cushioned black earth path winding among sturdy trunks of tall beach, maple and oak; the quiet; the soft, warm, fresh air caressing my body; I wanted to keep walking right into eternity.  It was like a sweet love you just can’t get enough of.  Oh, God, how I love fall. 

What if we all felt closer to eternity more often?