october 06

this morning i looked up from my drive and realized my god close by.. mountainous clouds upon already majestic mountains with henryk gorecki blaring in the background. tears almost fell, almost too much for me to handle all at once. my god exists to make my mornings beautiful, and in turn makes me feel a little more complete every day. in the mornings i gather myself and pick up my final thoughts before turning my mind onto monotonous matters. i revel at the beauty which surrounds and saturates my world. i want to wrap up within it. disillusioned, i find myself wondering if i've fallen back asleep after listening to the rain pound on my cat walk, it's too pretty, i want to stay here.