If I could manifest a spa like retreat it would be an enchanting mystical watercolour haven where the peaceful waves lap the shore and the sky of blue is draped in billowy clouds floating on by. A gentle breeze is whistling through the trees at which the ropes of my hammock are tied swaying back and forth. The ice cubes in my golden lemonade are gently hitting the side of the glass and the sound of a bird I do not recognize is warbling it’s sweet refrain.
Floating in my hammock I am thrilled and in awe at the miracle of God’s artistry. It’s a peaceful mural and an abstract design in my imagined mystical and sometimes whimsical seascape. I will forever remember the true gold images that warmed the cockles of my heart. I believe it will come to pass.
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